I’ve been very sick for the last six weeks. The last two weeks I couldn’t even go into a store. Excruciating pain the whole time. Today is like instant cure. My tolerance for shit from people is gone. I go to get goodies from the grocery store.
I set my five items on the counter, and the clerk rings up the first item. She has no bags. As she hangs new bags on the rack, a lady comes up behind me. The woman takes the items out of her cart and mixes them all in with my stuff. I say nothing at this point. The cashier turns back around to all the mixed up items. I let her ring up stuff until she gets to something not mine.
Me “That’s not mine.”
Her “Sorry.”
Me “That’s all right, she’s planning on paying for it all.”
Lady behind me “I might say the same for you.”
Me “I wasn’t the person that mixed all their groceries up with mine, and confused the shit out of the check out girl.” “You must have wanted to pay for everything, since you just threw it all together.”
I never yelled or got wild, I just stated it as a fact. I could tell the cashier was enjoying this, so was I. The lady shut her trap.
Since this is the pit I have to add something bad,so here it is. “BITCH!”
I had a doozy of a time in the checkout lane the other day, some guy was buying a 10lb bag of flour and while the cashier was dragging it across the scanner, he looked at the scale reading and decided that the reading of 9.999 lbs or whatever wasn’t close enough to 10lbs for him, so while the bagger went to find him another, the cashier had to both ring his food and bag it, so THAT took twice as long. Then his wife argued about why they couldn’t use a coupon for the competitor’s product :rolleyes:, then he fiddles around trying to find his discount card and runs that, THEN his wife digs out their 5% discount coupon and asks if they can still use that, so she then has to run that through. Then she tells the guy his total and he THEN opens his wallet and starts looking for a credit card. He pulls one out, looks at it, puts it away. Pulls another out, looks at it, puts it away. He does this like 5 times, each time looking expectantly at the cashier, as if she’s going to say “oh never mind” and let him have everything for free. Finally he looks up at her and she bellows “PAY! ME!” LOL, which he finally does making a big production out of it. I swear, it took these knuckleheads longer to check out than it took me to do my whole shopping expidition. SHEESH!
So, there I was checking out at the drug store with my six boxes of condoms. There were two women in front of me. They were together, but paying seperately. The first pays for her stuff, then the second has about two dozen greeting cards. She goes through each one asking her friend which she should keep. They spent fifteen minutes deciding on which cards to buy. Meanwhile, I’m late for work.
Why the FUCK couldn’t those two camel felching bitches have decided which cards they wanted before getting into line.
I just held the condoms where they were visiblle and leered at them. It didn’t help.
However, after ringing up my purchase, the salesclerk said: “Thank you, COME again.” I about fell over.
You think you’re nasty…yesterday I got impatient with a little old lady. I knew when I was doing it that I was being an asshole, but I was on my lunch break and in a hurry. I didn’t say anything but I “sighed” a lot and rolled my eyes more than a drunken sailor. She evidently bought something that cost more than she thought so she questioned the reciept, then she had to write her debit purchase down in her check book, you know that kind of thing.
I was terribly impatient and I thought about my own beloved grandmothers who are both gone. What a bitch I am! Just one of those days.
Me “I wasn’t the person that mixed all their groceries up with mine, and confused the shit out of the check out girl.” “You must have wanted to pay for everything, since you just threw it all together.”
heh.
the only thing missing was her running her cart into the back of your leg…that would’ve shown you.
I was in the “Express” line at the grocery store, which took forever for some reason (I think there is some strange distortion in space-time in those lines). The cashier is ringing me up, glances at the person behind me, and notices he has about twenty items in his cart.
She tells him "I’m sorry, this is the express lane, I can’t ring you up here, you have too many items.
Him: “Aw, come on - I’ve been waiting in this line!”
Her: “Sorry, it’s just too busy - you have too many people behind you”
Him: “And you wait until now to tell me…”
Her: “Somebody has to tell you? There’s signs all over [pointing to signs] - like you didn’t know. Sorry”
You all should check out http://customerssuck.com/ for some truly hilarious stories like yours. I hope this link thing works. I’m new here and not very computer savvy.
I was almost done with an EMG, a test were they electricute you.
Phobia, I really feel for you. I’ve had it done on my elbows twice. It’s really awful. It’s not so much that it hurts, but that it just feels so wrong. I hope you will be feeling better soon.
Lately, supermarkets have been bringing out the bitch in me. Today, I ran across the classic “I’ll leave my cart in the middle of the aisle while I stand beside it and slowly peruse the shelves.” I tried to get past her, realized I wasn’t going to fit, so instead I rammed the end of her cart. "Oh, I’m so sorry! I thought I could squeeze through. (self-deprecating smile) …[sub]I’d like to thank the academy…[/sub]
Last week, while walking across the parking lot with my kids and explaining what the “cart corrals” are for, I had the opportunity to comment on how some people are still too lazy to put away their carts and how they roll across the lot and damage people’s cars…while passing behind a woman leaving her cart beside her car.