More of a self sighting than anything.
I got off work this morning and realized I needed to go to the grocery store on my way home, I'm hosting Thanksgiving this weekend for 6 people and need to get everything basically. So even though I haven't slept in almost 24 hours and gotten not much more sleep this week period and just want to go home and sleep, off I take myself to the slaveway. I fill my cart with everything I need and head to the checkout. Have to wait for three people ahead of me cause they only have one regular checker. Slightly annoyed with the one lady getting only two items, there's four self checkouts and three express lanes open. She then has to argue with the checker about a coupon for the one item, expired 4 days. Ended up with manager getting called over and denying it.
Anyhow, gets to my turn and I start unloading my cart, I have a 24 pack of coke and as I'm picking it up to put on the belt, bottom breaks open and cans go everywhere, lovely mess. I apologize to the checker and she calls for cleanup as I start picking up the still intact cans and generally trying to clean my mess as much as I can. Manager goes for a new case for me and we continue on. I start loading my cart up again and as I pick up the one bag, it breaks and a bag of flour falls out to join the spilled coke on the floor, so now we have a lovely paste all over the floor of the one checkout open. Manager gets back with the coke and still no one has come for clean up, he pages someone again and goes to get a new bag of flour for me. I apologized again and asked if she had any paper towel at her cash, she does so I start trying to clean up as much as I can while she finishes ringing me thru and packing the cart. At this point, there's 4 people behind me, no cleaner and no other regular checkout open. Manager gets back with flour, pages clean up again and starts helping me to mop up some of the mess with paper towel. She finishes ringing me and the manager tells me to pay and head home. I felt bad leaving them to clean up my mess but just so tired, I want to go home.
To top it off, I get home and realize that I just bought a few hundred dollars of groceries and it fills a good portion of the back of my truck, my husband is at work and I now have to carry all of this food up to my place and I live in a third story walkup, FML.
I got off work this morning and realized I needed to go to the grocery store on my way home, I'm hosting Thanksgiving this weekend for 6 people and need to get everything basically. So even though I haven't slept in almost 24 hours and gotten not much more sleep this week period and just want to go home and sleep, off I take myself to the slaveway. I fill my cart with everything I need and head to the checkout. Have to wait for three people ahead of me cause they only have one regular checker. Slightly annoyed with the one lady getting only two items, there's four self checkouts and three express lanes open. She then has to argue with the checker about a coupon for the one item, expired 4 days. Ended up with manager getting called over and denying it.
Anyhow, gets to my turn and I start unloading my cart, I have a 24 pack of coke and as I'm picking it up to put on the belt, bottom breaks open and cans go everywhere, lovely mess. I apologize to the checker and she calls for cleanup as I start picking up the still intact cans and generally trying to clean my mess as much as I can. Manager goes for a new case for me and we continue on. I start loading my cart up again and as I pick up the one bag, it breaks and a bag of flour falls out to join the spilled coke on the floor, so now we have a lovely paste all over the floor of the one checkout open. Manager gets back with the coke and still no one has come for clean up, he pages someone again and goes to get a new bag of flour for me. I apologized again and asked if she had any paper towel at her cash, she does so I start trying to clean up as much as I can while she finishes ringing me thru and packing the cart. At this point, there's 4 people behind me, no cleaner and no other regular checkout open. Manager gets back with flour, pages clean up again and starts helping me to mop up some of the mess with paper towel. She finishes ringing me and the manager tells me to pay and head home. I felt bad leaving them to clean up my mess but just so tired, I want to go home.
To top it off, I get home and realize that I just bought a few hundred dollars of groceries and it fills a good portion of the back of my truck, my husband is at work and I now have to carry all of this food up to my place and I live in a third story walkup, FML.
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