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    Age Comes Before Rage

    | Indianapolis, IN, USA | At The Checkout, Bad Behavior, Top

    (My girlfriend and I are waiting in line. Our baby is getting more and more agitated. It’s almost our turn when a middle-aged customer comes running up behind me, and starts glaring at me.)

    Middle-Aged Customer: “Move your stuff! I have less than you; I should go first!”

    Me: “Uh… no.”

    (The cashier reaches for the first of our items.)

    Middle-Aged Customer: “No! Don’t take his stuff! I should go first! I’m older than he is, and I have less stuff!”

    (The cashier is just as flabbergasted as we are. My son starts screaming bloody murder.)

    Middle-Aged Customer: “You should shut your son up! Let me go first!”

    (My girlfriend hands our son to me and steps up to the woman.)

    Girlfriend: “Shut the f*** up!”

    (She turns to the cashier.)

    Girlfriend: “Honey, can you please start ringing up our items?”

    (She turns back to the woman.)

    Girlfriend: “You need to grow up and learn some d*** manners. You’ve got a cart and a half full, and our stuff was already on the belt when you decided to charge up and demand that we move; that’s not how it works in the real f****** world! And how dare you tell me to shut my baby up! He’s teething, and tired, and we would have already been out of here if you hadn’t decided to hold us up. Now tell me what the f*** makes you so much more important than us?!”

    Middle-Aged Customer: “I… I… I’m older than you two brats.”

    Girlfriend: “So, you’ve had more time to learn manners.”

    Middle-Aged Customer: “I have less stuff.”

    (My girlfriend glances back and forth to our stuff, which is almost done being bagged, and only takes up about half our cart, and her two carts.)

    Girlfriend: “Yeah, to a blind man.”

    Middle-Aged Customer: “I’ve got food in the car.”

    Girlfriend: “Then I guess you should have eaten before deciding to come shopping.”

    (The middle-aged customer slinks off to another lane. My girlfriend pays for our groceries, and gives the cashier a huge smile.)

    Girlfriend: “I had to deal with that all the time when I worked cash; sorry you had to see that.”

    (She grabs our son, and walks towards the door. The cashier and I exchange looks.)

    Me: “You should see her when she’s angry.”