Why do these stupid fucks in my lines at Wal-Mart see “12 Items or Less” as “Minimum 100 Items”? Can’t they fucking read? Jesus christ, I have a person unloading half a ton of shit onto the COUNTER (no, express lines don’t get a conveyor), and then glaring at me when they run out of room in .012 seconds!
Fuck them!
When someone comes up to your counter with more than 12 items, look them straight in the eyes and say "Fuck off, aha! Are you blind? And move your damn car out of the handicap spaces!
I usually refer to these people as “Wal-Martians.”
http://boards.straightdope.com/sdmb/showthread.php?threadid=44383
Surprisingly still in G.Q.
“Wal-Martians”! I love it!
Well, if they’re blind, they shouldn’t have a car! Or they have a companion to drive them, in which case they would qualify for the handicapped space (I think).
