I went to the grocery store today and got trapped in a self-checkout lane.
Apparently, I'm now expected to be the cashier, bagger, inventory clerk, loss-prevention officer, and technical support department.
The machine kept yelling:
"Please place item in bagging area."
It's in the bagging area.
"Unexpected item in bagging area."
Well, now it's expected because we've both seen it.
Then a teenager had to come over and swipe a magic card to approve my purchase of cold medicine like he was launching a nuclear submarine.
At this point, I feel like I should get an employee discount.
Next week, they're probably going to hand me a pallet jack and ask me to unload the truck before I buy my bread.
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Snoopy
"Equal opportunity offender since before it was fashionable."
Snoopy
"Equal opportunity offender since before it was fashionable."