Well, they frown at me when I try to use the library computers for online porn…
Well, I like talking to cashiers or anyone else in the course of mundane errands. It keeps us from being too caught up in ourselves.
No, I’m not a member of your Super-Shopper Sucker’s Club and no, I don’t want to hear the benefits and no, I don’t want to donate a dollar to the Walkathon for Halitosis and
(for the love of all that’s holy, Walgreens)
NO, I don’t wish to buy your crappy upsell-of-the-day candy bar and never, ever will, and I really don’t give a shit that I get some peanut brittle or Hershey’s knock-off for free if the cashier forgets to pitch me, because believe you me, not being hassled about it every fucking time would be reward enough!
If you ever feel a little embarassed buying condoms, you can turn the tables if you can find a checkout aisle manned by a Muslim girl.
Go back to the store and buy some prune juice, bath salts and some adult diapers. Then come back to the dope and post her comment.
Why? Was he a relativist?
I got SUCH a look from the elderly woman at the Library when I asked her to get the book I’d reserved, Glen Friedman’s Fuck You Heroes. And I didn’t even tell her the name, I just told her I had a book on the reserve shelf.
While certainly folks don’t need comments about their purchases, what’s wrong with a little chit chat? I mean are we so isolated these days that we spurn any human contact, even the most innocuous?
Just give me fuckin’ change, please.
I only use self check out if I have just a couple items and there’s no line. Often I notice a long line at the self check out and cashiers just sitting there. Worse, I’ll see someone who is checking out their own large order who can’t seem to do more than a single item every 15s. There’s been plenty of times where I’ve gotten in line for a cashier at roughly the same time as someone else at a self check out and I end up getting out faster and with less effort on my part. It seems like the same sort of strange phenomenon where I’ll see the drive-through window at a fast food place backed up, but I’ll walk in and there’s no line. On the plus side, maybe it will reduce the need for cashiers so there will be less sassy ones.
Again, as I said up thread, that cashier was out of line, but it’s nice to get a little random human interaction. If I can get my stuff scanned and have a conversation that’s at least marginally on the plesant side of neutral, I’d prefer that to just hearing the annoying beep of the scanner. Sure, sometimes I’m in a hurry and a conversation seems to add a bit of time, even if it doesn’t, but that’s hardly a normal situation for me. Honestly, the number of responses akin to “shut up and ring me up” is kind of depressing for the disdain it shows for people in those types of jobs.
Wow, some of you have series issues. Lighten up – oh my god, someone is TALKING TO ME!!!
Trust me, the cashier hates having to ask about it, just as much as you have to listen to it. Complain to the manager about it – don’t take it out on the poor cashier.
I might comment on purchases, but it was more like, “oh, this looks good”, or “Oh, this is my FAVORITE brand!” Stuff like that. Seriously. If you don’t like people talking to you, hire someone else to do your shopping.
I once had a woman tell me that the reason she was buying cookies was because she was “PMS’in’ it.” No, I didn’t ask her anything about her purchase, she just said it out of the blue. The stock boy standing next to me turned bright red.
As for the OP: yes, the cashier was out of line. But dude, you have some serious anger issues. Perhaps that drink will help you chill out.
Oh, I’m under no delusion that all their cashiers spontaneously decided to proselytize for Palmer brand ersatz chocolate, or whatever the hell it is. Nor do I seethe visibly or audibly to the conscripted candymonger’s face. But while you’re here, would you like to try some of my homemade crunchy fudge nuggets? 2 bags for the price of 1!
Whenever I am buying personal female-related or similar products, I make sure to choose the checkout line with the 17-year old male cashier. Then I’m sure he is not going to say anything.
At least out loud. To me.
Checkout dudes of any age seem to be way less likely to want to strike up a chat than checkout women are. In my experience, anyway. I tend to aim for their lanes when possible, for this reason.
They let mostly naked women into your library?!
Once a cashier actually stopped ringing up my purchases so she could page through the magazine I was buying. She even turned it to face me a few times so I could see pages that she thought were interesting.
I just don’t understand how anyone could think that was ok.
Behind the counter. But they still have their hair up and glasses on so they’re still ugly.
Maybe she’s been watching too much Saturday Night Live. Did she run back into the store to get a copy for herself?
Nothing like the internet for finding people who are gravely offended by the smallest bits of everyday human interaction.