Express Lanes Provide Expressions Of Stupidity
(I am a cashier at a large supermarket, working in the express lane with a sign: “eight items or less.” A guy pulls up with a cart full of groceries.)
Me: *politely* “Sir, this is an express lane.”
(He keeps unloading and either really doesn’t hear me or ignores me. I repeat myself, but by then half his cart is on the belt.)
Customer: “There’s no line.”
(That much is true. I start ringing him up. The fight that I feel I might start if I insist on him moving isn’t worth it to me. As we are finishing up the order:)
Me: *again, politely* “In the future, please pay attention to the sign that says, ‘eight items or less.’”
Customer: “But I was looking at that lane sign.” *pointing to the next lane* “That lane wasn’t an express lane.”
Me: “Do you mean the lane sign where the light is out telling you that the lane is closed?”
(He had the decency at least to look a little embarrassed.)