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I was standing in line at the shopette on the base (they have everyone stand in a line ten feet back, and each open register calls the next cutomer up, like at a bank).
I was next, and this woman marches ahead of me and up to the register.
Her: Hi.
Cashier: *Dryly*...You have to get in that huge line. Right there.
Her: ...I just have this one drink!
Cashier: You still have to wait in line.
Her: This is ridiculous!
Cashier: Yeah. You have to wait in line.
I have never heard a cashier handle a customer in such a point-blank, you-are-an-idiot manner. I wanted to buy her dinner.
To top it off, the lady's husband was waiting off to the side with a basket of stuff to be rung up. I guess her intention was to have him join her as she was ringing up "just the drink" and to add his order to hers.
I was next, and this woman marches ahead of me and up to the register.
Her: Hi.
Cashier: *Dryly*...You have to get in that huge line. Right there.
Her: ...I just have this one drink!
Cashier: You still have to wait in line.
Her: This is ridiculous!
Cashier: Yeah. You have to wait in line.
I have never heard a cashier handle a customer in such a point-blank, you-are-an-idiot manner. I wanted to buy her dinner.
To top it off, the lady's husband was waiting off to the side with a basket of stuff to be rung up. I guess her intention was to have him join her as she was ringing up "just the drink" and to add his order to hers.
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