Friday, September 23, 2005

I asked for it

I made my way to the grocery store and upon check out I naturally looked for the shortest line. Surprisingly for this time of day there was one lane with no wait. As I got closer I realized it was THE cashier. The cashier I hate and normally refuse to get in her line. I hate her because she moves in slooooooow mooooootion. Worse, she has a comment for everything I buy and she is the biggest air-head I've ever seen. But since the other lanes had lines I took my chances.

I put my few items on the belt, pull my cart up and she starts to walk away. What the fuck? She then turns and says "I'll be right back." She either didn't see me give her the dirtiest look alive or didn't care. She walks away like a snail and returns about 2 minutes later. The whole time I'm trying to decide if I should just pick my shit up and go to another lane or just wait it out. Since I only had a few items I figured it couldn't get much worse.

Then it starts. The comments. But this time it's about J and I wanted to kick her 40-something June Cleaver looking ass.

She says "Is it hard carrying him like that?" referring to the sling.
Me: Nope
Her: Well it looks like he's gonna fall out
Me: Would I be carrying him like that if that were the case? No.
Her: He's big (but said as if it were something negative)
Now I get this comment a lot from almost everyone in the world but it's USUALLY after they ask how old he is, then they think he's big for his age. But for all this bitch knows, he could be 5 years old, therefore extremely small for his age. But no, she has no idea how old she is so what the fuck is the point of saying "he's big."
Me: (Now with an extremely red face and a look to kill) "Is there anything else?" She looks at me confused. "Is there anything else innappropriate you would like to say to me about my son?"
I get the same blank look. It's pointless, she's a clueless ass and next time I need to keep my promise that I will wait 10 hours in a line before going to her lane again.

To really piss me off, she didn't put my water in a bag like I asked her twice to do! I walk, I need my shit in a bag! But by then I was just so pissed I had to leave. Or kill her and I figured leaving would be the less illegal of the two.

7 Comments:

Blogger Margaret said...

some people just dont have a clue...sorry you had to deal with this today...

peace...

5:57 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I think you and I somehow shop at the same store, even though we are thousands of miles away. I too have waited in a longer line just to avoid this kind of interaction. It's nuts.

10:27 PM  
Blogger Elaine said...

You want I should take care of her, boss? And good for you saying something to her, even if she was too stupid to realize she's a jackass.

11:49 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I think you could have a lot of fun with that cashier! You could say all sorts of inappropriate things to her just to see if she ever gets it.

I would totally make that my own little inside joke, lol. But I'm strange like that.

12:16 PM  
Blogger Unknown said...

Lol I loved what you asked her. I don't blame you on not wanting to get in her line anymore. Some people just need to shut the hell up and do their jobs.

10:02 PM  
Blogger mamaloo said...

Good for you for saying something. I used to get occasional comments about slinging, too. One middle aged viper told me I was going to ruin Kieran's spine.

I second Carol: seek the witch out and torment her.

8:41 AM  
Blogger the mama said...

what an idiot! right on for confronting her (even if she didn't get it).

1:34 PM  

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