Click and collect doesn’t require you to go into the shop. You drive to a dedicated area in the car park and stay in the car, only getting out to open the boot for the Asda person to put your shopping in.
Emmie - when I went to Waitrose in the oldies hour 2 days ago, a security person who was policing the queue wouldn't allow couples in - it was definitely one person per trolley. There were a lot of elderly men who retreated to sit in their cars!
Ladyalex, I don’t know the answer to your question but we debated what to do ourselves when our Asda click and collect was due for collection.
In the end, just one of us went, even though we’d have preferred to go together, simply because this was the first time we’d done this and felt two heads would be better than one.
And actually it was very quick, easy and efficient.
Thank you, Vagus. (And thanks to everyone else who took the trouble to reply to me)
I think we will both go and see what happens.....me for putting in the codes etc, him for putting the shopping into the boot.
Unless anyone thinks different......
:-))
It is due for collection this morning, but I haven't had an email from them yet saying it is ready.
I'll report back after we've been. I'm sure I can wait in the car if required while lordalex does the heavy lifting.....
The reason they might not allow couples into the supermarket might be because it unnecessarily adds to the quota of those allowed in.
However if that’s the case it needs to be writ large. The local Sainsbury’s changed to allowing only one person/persons in at a time without advertising it, although I suspect it depends whose on the door.
All their signs are in odd places and in small print.
Not a huge issue but it’s the little things that irritate the most,
Actually, thinking about it, there was a child in the car behind although most cars had no passengers.
And lordalex won’t have to load the boot himself. All the shopping was already in plastic bags which the Asda person put into the boot.
There was no putting codes in, just the Asda person asking your surname from a couple of metres away, ticking it off his handheld thingy and then going to get your bagged up shopping.