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Sake,

Truth hurts ya doesn’t it? Fact is that your rant while amusing reveals a basic impatience and lack of respect for your fellow human beings.

Maybe the lady in line that forget to dig her checkbook out in order to reduce every possible second waiting in line had other things on her mind. Maybe she was guilty of being distracted by her arthritis. Perhaps her husband is ill and she allowed her thoughts to wander, wondering how he is feeling or if he will recover. …and on and on…

It’s not all about you and how long you have to wait in the line Sake. If you simply can’t stand it, then do all your shopping online and spare your fellow consumers the dirty looks and smart-alec comments eh?

::eyes widening, hayseed falling out of mouth::Golllly! Ya put that plastic thingy through somethin’ and get to walk right on out of the store wit your sack o’ beans? That’s crazyness! You city folk are just like dem talkies I be seeing on the bube tube - all futuristic and whatnot! Next, you’ll be sayin’ we’re sendin’ folks to the moon!


Hell is Other People.

Krispy: You’re a check-writer aren’t ya?


Hell is Other People.

I usually use a debit card or cash.

“It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas…”

Jeeeeez…this is Pit-worthy? Some people don’t like to carry cash (especially during this season, myself included) and…

some people are trying to avoid paying interest on large credit card balances (myself included) and…

some people don’t carry ATM/debit cards because they don’t particularly like waiting in huge lines only to finally get their turn and end up at an ATM that has no money left in it (myself included) so…

these “some people” favor checks because they:
–Don’t have to root around for exact change.
–Don’t have to wait for some overloaded credit card company to authorize their purchase.
–Like to have a record of how much they’re spending and how much there is left to spend.

Is there anything more trivial we can bitch about, really?


“…all the prettiest girls live in Des Moines…”
–Jack Kerouac, On the Road

ChrisCTP, you’re right this is the pit. We should be more agressive.

Sake: I guess that’s what you deserve when you allow that kind of cheque-writing behaviour to run rampant. Typical american attitude, never thinking of the children. How can you allow this kind of thing to proliferate?

Assboink, Idaho, Ohio, what’s the difference? All those american states are the same. But seriously, the only thing that’s wrong with America is that it’s full of Americans.

ChrisCTP: You are absolutely right, we CAN do better than this. How’s bout this:

Oh, Queen of Trivial Bitching, How Dare You be One to Speak when you make Such a Pathetic Offering LIKE THIS to the Flaming Pit? It truly must have been your time of month to inspire such filth and bile to flow so freely out of your body that I can smell it from here! It really does figure, coming from a dirty checkwriter like yourself. Clean yourself up, wipe your chin and get off your third cousin, get a debit card and leave the damn checkbook at home.

Konrad: Hey, frenchie, I don’t much care for your cheque-writing behaviour. From reading your posts, it looks like Quenadian skools ain’t much better than Amairikan ones!


Hell is Other People.

Sake: I would never sleep with my third cousin…he’s repulsive. Now, his brother/daddy, on the other hand…

“…all the prettiest girls live in Des Moines…”
–Jack Kerouac, On the Road

I live in Assboink, Indiana (I think they’re all over the place, like Springfields) and even we have debit cards.

I, too, hate the check writers - especially the ones who have to search every pocket and purse cranny for their goddamned check-cashing card when they’ve been standing in line for five minutes with nothing better to do than swat their kids away from the candy and leaf through the tabloids.

Don’t get me started on the people who can’t count in the 10 Items Only line.

Coupons! Old ladies with Coupons! And change purses!

“Is that 29 cents…let me see…nickel, nickel, nickel, nickel, nickel, penny, penny, penny, penny…is that right? Oh…wait, I think I have a coupon for that…(dig, root, shuffle)…here it is. Expired? Oh…that can’t be right…(dig, root, shuffle)…”

ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH!


JB
Lex Non Favet Delicatorum Votis

Wow, such issues in your lives. God forbid you get a real fucking problem.
And by the way, I use a Visa check card when I buy my beer or whatever. It looks like a Visa and it comes right out of my checking account (same as cash). So piss off :slight_smile:

Next time I take my mother in law shopping (72 years old) I’ll make sure she gets he ass in gear, doesn’t block the aisles, hurrys the fuck up with her food stamps, and leaves the change purse at home.

On second thought, it’s the only really fun outing she’s healthy enough to enjoy, so I guess I’ll just let her do whatever the fuck she wants and screw anyone in line behind her. If you see us coming, just go to another line- it’s gonna be a while.
Zette


Love is like popsicles…you get too much you get too high.

Not enough and you’re gonna die…
Click here for some GOOD news for a change Zettecity

I confess. I’m one of those women who pays her $6 tab with a credit card. Why?

Not because I need to charge it, for I have the cash sitting in my money market/checking account, earning interest. I do it because I get cash back on everything I charge. I charge my property taxes, I charge my groceries, I charge my Blockbuster video purchase.

And at the end of the year, for the privilege of using their money free for up to 30 days, these banks give me a nice little check. Last month, I got a check from Discover for 200 smackeroos!

Hey! Someone has to benefit from all you people who pay interest every month. And it may as well be moi.

So sorry about you having to wait in line behind me. :slight_smile:

Here’s how to handle that silly little problem. In a nice, loud voice, as you’re walking over to the newly-opened register, say: "Oh thank you cashier-person for taking me next since I was next in line. Then bully your way past that jackass who cut in front of you. If the jackass says something, politely turn to the cashier and say, “Aren’t you supposed to take the NEXT person in line first?” That should settle the issue. If not, ask for the manager.

Trust me, if you refuse to speak up, if you say nothing, people will be cutting in front of you the rest of your life. Get a spine! Tell someone off!


StoryTyler
I am too in shape! :::muttering::: Round is a shape.
C’mon up and see me sometime.

You need a bigger spine, StoryTyler! Any sentence starting with:

is going to be laughed at and everything else you say from that moment on will be ignored.

This works much better, “Hey, I saw this guy stuff his pockets full of stuff back there!!” That’ll get him nicely out of the way and by the time they finish with the body cavity search, you’ll be long gone!


Hell is Other People.

A related news story:
http://www.straightdope.com/ubb/Forum4/HTML/003163.html

I don’t carry cash, don’t have a checkbook, and don’t even carry a purse. I use a debit card. WHat’s my total? Thanks. Swipe. Punch in 4 digit PIN. Get receipt. Leave.

Sorry if my use of a card offends you.



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Why don’t checkouts have a rope-line like amusement park rides and banks? Then, the person in line the longest is ALWAYS next. The only person at a register is the person being rung up. Everyone else waits in the rope line for their turn.

I like my idea.

–Tim


We are the children of the Eighties. We are not the first “lost generation” nor today’s lost generation; in fact, we think we know just where we stand - or are discovering it as we speak.

I think you all really need to chill the fuck out. Life is much too short to allow this sort of thing to get to you. I imagine you are all road-ragers as well, yes? Kill the fuck in front of you who dares to go 5 miles under the speed limit?

Get a life.

Another check-writer!!!


Hell is Other People.

This entire thread is amusing. Shouldn’t this be in MPSIMS?

For the record, I pay in cash, and figure out my total in my head as I go along, add 2 or 3 bucks for tax, and hand it over to the cashier. I get my change, I leave. Works fine- no time is wasted, and everybodies’ happy.

True story- I was with my friend Ray and his mother Theresa, and we waited our turn at our local “friendly” Wal-mart’s checkout counter. After waiting approx. 30 minutes, we are 2nd in line. The guy in front of us decides to get cigarrettes. No problem, right? Wrong. The cashier goes over to get them, then forgets that she doesn’t have the key, so she decides to go get it from the manager (1/2 way across the store). Another 10 minutes pass, and we finally see her return to our vision, only to see her open the cigarrette case, get the WRONG BRAND, walk back to the counter and get chewed out by the guy. Granted, the cashier was an airhead, but mind you, we MUST have our Laramee’s (or whatever brand it was). The guy decides to chew the poor lady out, so during the verbal slug fest that ensued, I walked over to a security guard, told him that Mr. I need my brand of cigarrettes was disturbing the highly unstable mental state of Theresa (she was about ready to kill the man) and so, the guy was told to pay and leave the store without his damned cigarrettes. So he paid for his purchases with a debit card, which of course failed to be confirmed. It turned out that he was already in the negative. He didn’t have enough cash to pay for it, but he didn’t want to leave anything behind.
By now, Theresa, Ray and I were ready to kill this assboink. Theresa got one of her evil grins across her face, walked up to him, said “Would you like me to pay for some of your purchases?” the swearing bastard said “Wow, that’d be nice… You’d do that?” She grinned, pulled her arm back, and punched him right in the nose, resulting in a K.O. (and she is 50!) Everyone went completely silent, then started laughing/clapping. Instead of being arrested, threatened, etc, the security guard decided to laugh at the guy, and drug him out on the street. Theresa asked for the cashier to ‘cancel the purchases’, paid for her own purchases with cash (as it should be) and we left, only having being there 1 1/2 hours. Of course, an hour of which being in the line. All in all, it had its high points, but it pretty much sucked.

So in my opinion, debits/interac (perhaps you should do some research prior to posting Konrad) which are a load of b.s. in my opinion, should be eliminated. Spend a few minutes at the bank, it won’t kill you. Granted, this is an opinion, I could be wrong. I also think it’s b.s. to have to say that or get flamed…

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