Who Moved My Cheese in Life After 60

Back in my days with one of the nations leading retailers, I was introduced to a book called “Who Moved My Cheese?” It was required reading for one of the management tracks I was on. And it basically was to teach about dealing with change.
While I no longer work for that company, I do shop there regularly. One a good day I can take my list, grab my stuff and be out in 30 minutes or less. But ever so often those folks who work in the marketing department move my cheese. Why?
The idea is that when someone has to go looking for an item, there is a chance that they will see something not on their list and make an unplanned purchase. But they don’t take into account those of us that it just makes mad! So, instead of looking for my cheese or whatever the item is for that day, I just leave without it.
Much like the “self-checkout” lanes that I seldom use. First, I don’t work for them so why should I do their job? Secondly, I try to support the local economy and force them to have a full service check out open. Yes, I know I could check out faster but some one’s paycheck depends on folks like me refusing to put them out of a job.
I am at that age where I think full-service Gas Stations, Grocery Stores, and Pharmacies should provide that service. And yes I am aware of many companies who will let me do my grocery shopping online and they will bring it out to my car. But where is the fun in that? It would deprive me of gripping about where the moved my favorite bread.