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True Tale #9: Cloning Yourself to Confuse the Supermarket Spies


Whether it's how Castro and the Mob assassinated Kennedy or how aliens and the Masons really run the world, most of us have at least one friend or crazy uncle who subscribes to every conspiracy theory ever concocted. But is it paranoia if we really are being watched all the time? Even a quick run to the grocery store has become an opportunity for companies to invade our privacy. Every store now seems to have its own discount card, which means shoppers can either pay higher prices or let the companies use the cards to collect data about their buying habits.

"It's bad enough facing the cashier with my cart full of vodka and fish sticks," says Rob Cockerman, a print designer who lives in Sacramento, California, and shops at Safeway. "Will someone someday realize that I only buy ice cream after midnight? If I buy condoms one month, and a pregnancy test the next, does some kind of red flag get raised?"

But rather than scramble his grocery store's data, Cockerman likes to flood it.

After registering a new card using his real name and address, he carefully photographed his card and printed the bar code and number onto a sheet of address labels. He then put a request on his personal website for everyone who wanted to help him become Safeway's Ultimate Shopper: "If you shop at Safeway, I need your assistance in creating an army . . . an army of clones. Together we might amass a profile of the single greatest shopper in the history of mankind." Drop him an email, he said, and he would mail a copy of his barcode to be attached to another person's card. Those who participated would still get savings from their cards, but they would miss out on the odd promotions that the store offers from time to time.

People emailed him from as far away as Fairbanks, Alaska, and Washington, D.C. "The reaction was incredible," he says, estimating that about 250 people are shopping under his name.

Of course, a far simpler tactic is to sign up with an alias when registering for a discount card. But where is the fun in that?

Choose your alias carefully

We have made up a different name for each supermarket. The harder it is to pronounce the better! That way, when you check out, the checker has to try to pronounce your name! (As long as you didn't just pay with your credit card). If they ask how to pronounce your last name, it's best to pronounce it in a way that sounds nothing like it should! It's the small things in life that you gotta get some entertainment out of!

PS. No my name is not Bob Feldeguftason :)

grocery discount cards

I wish(!) that the stores would track what I buy!! The store I shop at sends special coupons each week in the mail, but NEVER for items that I actually buy or need! Nothing even closely related! And the only items that regularly go on sale are popular items such as milk, bread, etc., and they wouldn't need to make customers use cards to keep track of that!

One solution to using grocery discount cards

Maybe you should shop at stores with no privacy invasive cards and lower prices like your local farmers market (some take food stamps), Puget Sound Consumers and Whole Foods to name a few. Then it wouldn't make a difference what you were buying.

One thing I do to get even is to encourage my friends to use my phone number of 206 789-8328 to sign in to get the discount without revealing their personal shopping information while confusing the data miners with all the extra shopping informatin added to my account and costing them money as I get 125 miles on Alaska Airlines every time I "spend" $250 at Snakeway.

Keith Gormezano

"I never was respectable."
Benjamin Disraeli, former English Prime Minister

"No, no!"
No-No-Boys and Girls in U.S. Internment Camps during W.W.II.

"History will absolve me."
Fidel Castro

"Well-behaved women rarely make history."
Lauren Thatcher Ulrich

Annoyed in the Armed Forces

Rude behavior and small scale aggravations aren't limited to civilian life. A visitor to this site contributed the following stories about her time in the Navy:

I used to have to pick up trash in the Navy and all the millions of cigarette butts drove me nuts. One day I was picking up butts outside the first floor of a barracks building, the room occupant liked to empty his ashtray outside the window for some reason. One day he left his window open and I returned the butts to him, throwing them back through the open window, he never dumped them out again, while I was on litter patrol.

Also in the Navy, I shared a room with three other roommates, they all set their alarms way earlier then I did, to get up, like 4:45, and another at 5:00 another at 5:30, they never got up till my alarm went off. So the last day, before I changed duty stations, I didn't have to get up till 7am, but I didn't tell them about it. It was fun to watch the shock they showed when they got up with me and looked at thier clocks, realizing they were late.