As many of you in the south-eastern portions of the US may have noticed, we've got a little weather movement passing through. It's only dropping 1-3" where I am, but that and the expectation of ice in the morning is enough to instigate the bread and milk rush at Wally World. I have to give the place credit: *every* register was open, and they were trying to get people through as fast as they could. I didn't even hear a lot of complaining from the customers about the waits.
So I get in line at the self checkouts with the Evil Overlord and our bucket o' chicken from the deli. One line is feeding four SCOs, but one of the SCOs is stuck on the "requires associate login" screen. There's a red light flashing on the monitor, and one on a pole over the machine. No one in line is going over to it because by the time you get to the head of the line you can plainly see that it's out of order.
Cue Mr. Important who is clearly too good to be waiting in line with his three items (celery, mouthwash, and a bottle of cologne). He gets into line about four people behind me, and I've still got three ahead of me. He sees the empty SCO and figures that if no one else is going to use it, it must be reserved for his own special snowflake self. He barges past the line and plops his stuff down at the malfunctioning SCO.
He stares at the screen demanding an associate login. He tries to scan an item. The red light flashes at him and the screen again demands the associate login. He taps a few buttons on the screen, which responds with "invalid login" and returns to demanding an associate.
Repeat the actions in the previous paragraph two more times. Mix in swearing from Mr. Important and random snickers from the people who had waited in line and were now done with their purchases and leaving. I get to the SCO across from him in time to her him make a snarky comment to the cashier attending the SCOs about the machines never working when he comes through. So what does the cashier do with this self-important jerk who she saw cut in line?
She takes him to the her register and checks him out right there!
So Mr. Important has now had his EW attitude reinforced, while those of us who were following the polite rules of society had to wait.
So I get in line at the self checkouts with the Evil Overlord and our bucket o' chicken from the deli. One line is feeding four SCOs, but one of the SCOs is stuck on the "requires associate login" screen. There's a red light flashing on the monitor, and one on a pole over the machine. No one in line is going over to it because by the time you get to the head of the line you can plainly see that it's out of order.
Cue Mr. Important who is clearly too good to be waiting in line with his three items (celery, mouthwash, and a bottle of cologne). He gets into line about four people behind me, and I've still got three ahead of me. He sees the empty SCO and figures that if no one else is going to use it, it must be reserved for his own special snowflake self. He barges past the line and plops his stuff down at the malfunctioning SCO.
He stares at the screen demanding an associate login. He tries to scan an item. The red light flashes at him and the screen again demands the associate login. He taps a few buttons on the screen, which responds with "invalid login" and returns to demanding an associate.
Repeat the actions in the previous paragraph two more times. Mix in swearing from Mr. Important and random snickers from the people who had waited in line and were now done with their purchases and leaving. I get to the SCO across from him in time to her him make a snarky comment to the cashier attending the SCOs about the machines never working when he comes through. So what does the cashier do with this self-important jerk who she saw cut in line?
She takes him to the her register and checks him out right there!
So Mr. Important has now had his EW attitude reinforced, while those of us who were following the polite rules of society had to wait.
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