So I'm in the grocery store and I am getting the few things we need to have BBQ hamburgers on the grill this past weekend.
I have 8 items and so I head over to the express "12 items or less" line.
This woman pushes past me at a full run and with a full cart. We're not talking "Oh I'm sorry, I miscounted and have 14 items by mistake", but we're talking about a half-full cart. But as I said, ran past me, crashing into the soda fridge at the end of the register and muttering that if her eggs are ruined she's going to break her foot off in my ass.
Lovely.
I'd love to leave the line, but they only have three other registers open and all of them have at least 5 people waiting with "the weekly shopping for a family of four" amount of groceries in their carts.
So I wait for this woman to finish ringing up so I can pay and go.
Uh oh! She doesn't have her discount card and she doesn't have enough money to pay for the items in her cart. It would seem that she was depending on the discounts and the BOGOF items in the cart that require the card to get the discount. Woman begs the clerk to run his card, but he doesn't have his. So the woman looks at me and sees that I have my card out. She demands that I scan my card.
SC - Hey You! Scan your card so Ican pay for my groceries
Me - No
SC - Oh Come on man! I need these groceries
Me - No
SC - I don't have enough money for what I have. I was hoping for the discounts so I could feed my family.
Me - No
SC - My kids are going to starve this week if you don't scan your card
Me - Tough
SC - Mother Fucker! Quit being a prick and scan your card.
Me - No
SC - Fuck me!
Me - No
SC - AAARRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!
Now at this time enter the boyfriend/husband/meat dildo who comes up and plants a kiss on her cheek. "Don't forget the cigs babe."
Now after all of that pissing and moaning about being too broke to pay for the food, this woman asks for two cartons of cigs.
Let me say this again. A woman who was demanding that I scan my card so her children won't starve, asked for two cartons of cigs at $80 apiece and finally pays for everything by pulling off of a roll of hundred dollar bills from her purse that you could use to beat a whale to death with.
But that's not the end of it. This twatwaffle had to go over the receipt item by item further delaying me. I still couldn't jump lanes because everyone else behind me was leaving to go and find faster lanes. They were lined up so far back that it was blocking shoppers from items on the shelves.
Those 8 items took me a full hour to get home.
I have 8 items and so I head over to the express "12 items or less" line.
This woman pushes past me at a full run and with a full cart. We're not talking "Oh I'm sorry, I miscounted and have 14 items by mistake", but we're talking about a half-full cart. But as I said, ran past me, crashing into the soda fridge at the end of the register and muttering that if her eggs are ruined she's going to break her foot off in my ass.
Lovely.
I'd love to leave the line, but they only have three other registers open and all of them have at least 5 people waiting with "the weekly shopping for a family of four" amount of groceries in their carts.
So I wait for this woman to finish ringing up so I can pay and go.
Uh oh! She doesn't have her discount card and she doesn't have enough money to pay for the items in her cart. It would seem that she was depending on the discounts and the BOGOF items in the cart that require the card to get the discount. Woman begs the clerk to run his card, but he doesn't have his. So the woman looks at me and sees that I have my card out. She demands that I scan my card.
SC - Hey You! Scan your card so Ican pay for my groceries
Me - No
SC - Oh Come on man! I need these groceries
Me - No
SC - I don't have enough money for what I have. I was hoping for the discounts so I could feed my family.
Me - No
SC - My kids are going to starve this week if you don't scan your card
Me - Tough
SC - Mother Fucker! Quit being a prick and scan your card.
Me - No
SC - Fuck me!
Me - No
SC - AAARRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!
Now at this time enter the boyfriend/husband/meat dildo who comes up and plants a kiss on her cheek. "Don't forget the cigs babe."
Now after all of that pissing and moaning about being too broke to pay for the food, this woman asks for two cartons of cigs.
Let me say this again. A woman who was demanding that I scan my card so her children won't starve, asked for two cartons of cigs at $80 apiece and finally pays for everything by pulling off of a roll of hundred dollar bills from her purse that you could use to beat a whale to death with.
But that's not the end of it. This twatwaffle had to go over the receipt item by item further delaying me. I still couldn't jump lanes because everyone else behind me was leaving to go and find faster lanes. They were lined up so far back that it was blocking shoppers from items on the shelves.
Those 8 items took me a full hour to get home.
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