Dec 19, 2017
By Jessica Hodges
"You do...what on a regular basis?"
My friend's voice practically lacerates my eardrums as she rockets up six octaves. Startled and trying not to either freeze or curse her out, I drop the phone, then do curse as I lose it in the mess of my unmade bed. Her voice is still nattering on, and my phone has conveniently switched to speaker phone. I decide it's time to try and cut her off.
"Yes, I use InstaCart, a grocery delivery service controlled by app. That means I trust some random stranger to get the groceries I want.