Up north, where the “shut the fuck up” people live, the answer to your question tends to be, “blow me”.
If someone in front of you in the express aisle had more than the maximum items.. what would you do?
Isn’t the obvious answer for you to get the fuck out of the express lane?
Usually, I couldn’t care less.
I suppose, on one of THOSE days, I might suggest they learn to read, count, etc…
I am quite adept at making people look foolish in public, so usually they will apologize and/or correct their behaviour.
There are some people who prey on others either not paying attention or caring, so sometimes you need to let them know that they’re not getting anything by on you.
The old “I saw what you did there!”, I guess.
I prefer “suck my dick” same sentiment, but it just feels better.
This.
I was keepin it PG-13.
“Suck it” also works. If you happen to have a banana or zucchini or other phallic shaped item in your 15 items, you can stick it QuickSilver’s face for emphasis.
8=:eek:
One of the few advantages for a northerner - way north of all of you I might add - living in the south. Same thick skin but no longer any need for snow tires. 
Up north we make time for niceties like observing the rules of the store.
I’m sorry to have inconvenienced you, Dewey Finn. How can I make it up to you?
…c’mon, say it. you know you wanna.
Not from what I’ve read in this thread.
I’ve never seen anyone attempt to shame someone in the express lane, but I think that if I did, it would be the attempted shamer I thought looked foolish.
I was behind a woman who didn’t have enough money to pay for the huge order that had just been rung up. So she carefully evaluated everything, then decided to have one small item deducted. She was still nowhere close, so she carefully considered and picked out another small item…
I was next in line and there were many behind me.
I loudly asked the cashier how late they were open. She told me 10 pm. It was 6 pm. I then asked her if she thought I’d make it. Lots of laughs, including the cashier.
Fifteen Schmifteen, who counts anyway? Ridiculous to get in line behind someone then moan about how many items they have, or how they are paying or what that evil baby might be doing in the cart.
Find another line or gaze at the tabloids. And if I have 18 items or more and someone is behind me with one or two items, I ALWAYS let them in ahead. Unless they give me a stern look and an eye roll then fuggedit
I honestly doubt the woman was there trying to ruin your day. I don’t tend to make fun of people for not having enough money, even when they could have done a better job of figuring that out beforehand. For many (most?) people, that would be an utterly humiliating experience, to be mocked while trying to figure out how to afford the most food possible.
I wasn’t there, obviously, but I didn’t read your story and think how witty you were. I read your story and felt its potential cruelty.
When I did it and it was absolutely an accident. I shopped in the Albertsons near work where the express lanes were to the left and not the Albertsons near home where they were to the right, and my son was a tiny infant so I was brain addled and sleep deprived.
After ringing up more than half of my giant order the clerk said very softly and sheepishly “Ma’am, I do just want to let you know this is the 12 Items or Less line.”
I was beside myself. I asked him why he hadn’t stopped me from unloading my cart. He told me that store policy didn’t allow it. I apologized to the people on line behind me. It really was an accident.
When I observe someone in the express lane with too many items I remember that time and give them the benefit of the doubt.
Though recently I saw a woman with not a full cart but probably twenty-five items or so heading to the express. Her daughter said “But Mom, this says 15 or less. We have more than that.” She replied that she didn’t care, she was in a hurry. Way to parent, selfish lady at Giant. I didn’t stay in that line but I did give her the stinkeye. Not that she paid any attention to me.
Decent people.
Take my word for it, the situation shouted out for mockery. She was taking her time picking and choosing which non essentials to return. Absolutely no rush.
I’m sure you think so. I’m not sure I would think so.
And I am pretty damn sure I wouldn’t have thought so. I was mortified the time it happened to me, and have felt sympathy the few times I have seen it happen to others.