Woolworths Laurimar

They make their doordash process the most complicated possible. Don't bring them out in carts and expect you to just deal with it. Be better woolies

No care for products is shown here - employee was throwing packets of beans on the ground with people having to walk around it. This employee then restocked the shelf with the product that was on the ground - plenty of other workers around and no one stopping to actually correct this? Customers are paying high prices for these products and you give us things off the ground? Disgusting

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Customers appreciate the friendly and helpful staff, as well as the ample parking available. The store also features a bakery and a deli section, providing a variety of fresh bread, pastries, and ready-to-eat meals. Whether you're doing your weekly shopping or just picking up a few items, Woolworths Laurimar offers a pleasant and efficient shopping experience.

I freaking love the Doreen shop so friendly and just a chill spot to go shopping at

There is a mythical creature that goes by the alias 'The Big Tickler'. I attempted to buy 13 1/2 tomatoes and she would not allow it, calling me slurs, abusing me and of course, tickling me relentlessly. Would not go again as I fear for my safety and my 13 1/2 children whom the tomatoes were for.

I wandered into Woolworths Laurimar with my usual slow, floaty, earth goddess stride hips loose, aura glowing, ready to collect my groceries like sacred offerings from the universe. The automatic doors opened for me like they knew I was there to bless the space. I drifted down the aisles, fingertips grazing boxes and fruit like everything was part of a sensual little dance between me and the cosmos. The lighting was soft, the air was warm, and honestly? My chakras were purring. Then the universe decided to spice things up. Because right there in the middle of an aisle was something profoundly unholy. A poo. Just existing. Radiating chaotic energy like a cursed offering. My sensual flow did not stop. Oh no, my hips were mid sway, my body fully in goddess mode so when my foot made contact with the slick disaster on the tile… I slid. Not gracefully. Not delicately. I became a sensual, airborne woodland creature fighting for balance and dignity. My arms flew out like I was performing some kind of emergency interpretive dance half yoga, half exorcism. The world slowed. My breath deepened. My aura screamed. Somehow through the power of moonlight, eucalyptus, and pure embarrassment, I caught myself before hitting the ground. I stood there, panting, flushed, glowing in a way I did NOT intend, feeling every inch of my body alive and buzzing from the adrenaline. It wasn’t the poo that was sensual, goddess no. It was the moment. The shock, the heat, the breathless closeness to disaster. The raw, primal reminder that I am a creature of flesh, balance, and panic. A very kind staff member rushed over, apologising with the earnestness of a man witnessing someone’s karmic awakening. Woolworths Laurimar, bless your organic section, your lighting, and your brave employees but that day, you gave me a chaotic, earthy, wildly sensual experience I did NOT ask for… and will never forget.