Today at the Wal-Mart
When I'm trying to find a place to park in a large parking lot as are those found at a Wal-Mart or mall type arena, sometimes I'll drive close to the desired entry door, expecting full well that I will not be successful in finding a parking spot. Sometimes, I feel like I have a "sense" of where a spot will be. I'll decide to just turn, apparently random, into a aisle of parking spots, thinking and hoping that there might just be one close. Actually, sometimes there is a spot, even if may have to whip my car around oddly to get into a spot meant for spot seekers coming from the other direction. Other times, I'll have to drive further out, looking longer than I'd like to find a spot. In the end, that's just fine with me. I don't mind walking a little ways to get to the door. Sometimes, of course, it's raining or snowing and that makes it a bit unpleasant. Today was a beautiful day but I found a spot right by the door and thus I jumped into the spot with a quickness before some crafty old lady managed to magically appear from nowhere and steal the spot from under me.
Once I got into the store, I was able to quickly find the items I needed. I picked up two TV dinners and a Bolt House farms Vanilla Chai Tea drink. This was food intended to be taken into work tonight. At the time of this writing, I've finished my drink and one of the meals. I look forward to about 3 hours from now when I'll be enjoying the next. I buy the turkey, stuffing, peas and mashed potato meals. Those are my favorite. They have a dining facilty up here at work (I work on a military base, mind you), which is run by AAFES, but as you can assume by the word before my last comma, it sucks. Yesterday, I didn't have time to stop to bring anything into work so I was forced to use the dining facility or go hungry. I purchased a small piece of dry, tasteless chicken breast with a funny film on it, a small soda and a small salad for $8.30. What kind of crap is that? That's 8 junior bacon cheeseburgers!
Anyway, after I got what I needed, I hastily made my way to the check out counter area. I looked at the 3 "express" lanes. 20 items or less, you know. The lines were about 15 people long in each line. I decided to take a look at the self checkout lines. They were noticeably shorter. In fact, I chose one that only had 2 people in front of me! Man, I thought, I'm going to be out of here in a jiffy! In the line next to me, I noticed that a man with 4 or 5 items had gotten inline at the same time I did and he was about 5 people back. I wondered by he had chosen that line and not the line I was in.
Here's how it went:
The person in the front of the line had about 10 items. She checked things through just fine and then it came time to pay. That was not so easy for her. She was paying with cash. Mostly change, apparently. She sat there and actually counted each little piece of change instead of just feeding the machine until it was full. Fine, after about 5 minutes, she was done and the next lady moved on. At this point, I looked over and noticed that same guy that was 5 places back was now 3rd. This new lady started scanning items but she was very slow to put them into the bag, so the computer kept telling her to scan the item or to remove the item, rescan the item, remove object from counter, and so forth. She was very confused and had no idea what the hell she was doing. No matter what freakin' line I get into, I'm ALWAYS behind someone who is using the self checkout for the first time and has no communication skills with computers. Eventually, the light came on and some manager came over and helped her out. Yay! I finally get to the counter! I look over to see where that man is now. But...I can't find him. He's gone? Why would he change lines? Oh no...that's not what happend. I looked around and saw that he was already headed out the door having already bagged and payed for his items.
That guy is never me. I'm never the guy who picks the fastest moving line. I think that if I chose the line with the least number of people with the least number of items, that I'm going to get out of there fast. Nope. Never happens. From now on, if I have 1 or 2 items, I'm going to get into a regular line with 10 people with carts that are full of crap. I'll probably be done in 2 minutes.
Once I got into the store, I was able to quickly find the items I needed. I picked up two TV dinners and a Bolt House farms Vanilla Chai Tea drink. This was food intended to be taken into work tonight. At the time of this writing, I've finished my drink and one of the meals. I look forward to about 3 hours from now when I'll be enjoying the next. I buy the turkey, stuffing, peas and mashed potato meals. Those are my favorite. They have a dining facilty up here at work (I work on a military base, mind you), which is run by AAFES, but as you can assume by the word before my last comma, it sucks. Yesterday, I didn't have time to stop to bring anything into work so I was forced to use the dining facility or go hungry. I purchased a small piece of dry, tasteless chicken breast with a funny film on it, a small soda and a small salad for $8.30. What kind of crap is that? That's 8 junior bacon cheeseburgers!
Anyway, after I got what I needed, I hastily made my way to the check out counter area. I looked at the 3 "express" lanes. 20 items or less, you know. The lines were about 15 people long in each line. I decided to take a look at the self checkout lines. They were noticeably shorter. In fact, I chose one that only had 2 people in front of me! Man, I thought, I'm going to be out of here in a jiffy! In the line next to me, I noticed that a man with 4 or 5 items had gotten inline at the same time I did and he was about 5 people back. I wondered by he had chosen that line and not the line I was in.
Here's how it went:
The person in the front of the line had about 10 items. She checked things through just fine and then it came time to pay. That was not so easy for her. She was paying with cash. Mostly change, apparently. She sat there and actually counted each little piece of change instead of just feeding the machine until it was full. Fine, after about 5 minutes, she was done and the next lady moved on. At this point, I looked over and noticed that same guy that was 5 places back was now 3rd. This new lady started scanning items but she was very slow to put them into the bag, so the computer kept telling her to scan the item or to remove the item, rescan the item, remove object from counter, and so forth. She was very confused and had no idea what the hell she was doing. No matter what freakin' line I get into, I'm ALWAYS behind someone who is using the self checkout for the first time and has no communication skills with computers. Eventually, the light came on and some manager came over and helped her out. Yay! I finally get to the counter! I look over to see where that man is now. But...I can't find him. He's gone? Why would he change lines? Oh no...that's not what happend. I looked around and saw that he was already headed out the door having already bagged and payed for his items.
That guy is never me. I'm never the guy who picks the fastest moving line. I think that if I chose the line with the least number of people with the least number of items, that I'm going to get out of there fast. Nope. Never happens. From now on, if I have 1 or 2 items, I'm going to get into a regular line with 10 people with carts that are full of crap. I'll probably be done in 2 minutes.
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