Conveying Conveyer Belt Annoyance
(I load my groceries on the conveyor belt, behind a ton of groceries from someone else who is nowhere to be found for some reason. The only ones checking out in front of me are two kids with some candy, and once they leave, the cashier turns to me and the groceries in front of mine, which are obviously not mine.)
Me: “Yeah, I don’t know who these belong to, but not me.”
Cashier: “Hmm, that’s weird. I didn’t see anyone, either.
(A shabby-looking woman approaches with her arms full of more groceries.)
Customer: “Those are mine! I’m sorry.”
(She slips past me with the fakest apologetic smile I’ve ever seen. The cashier rolls her eyes and starts checking her out. The woman doesn’t pack up her stuff; instead, she just pushes it to the very end of the packing area, and she has a lot of stuff. Finally, at the end of the transaction:)
Customer: “Oh, silly me! I didn’t bring any… Wait… I am sooooo sorry!”
(Her fake smile says she clearly isn’t. She fetches a shopping basket from the front of the store and packs all her items in there. She starts jabbering about how the holidays got her confused, being such a hectic time and all — it’s just past New Year’s — while taking her sweet time and continuing to “apologize” with a huge smile.)
Me: *with the most friendly sarcasm I can muster* “No worries; I’m not in a hurry.”
(The cashier and I exchange glances; her eyes are silently begging for patience. Finally, the woman is done and leaves.)
Me: “Well, at least I can apply common sense and got a cart with me!”
Cashier: *head-desks* “She does that every time! And all I can think to myself is, ‘Keep on smiling! Keep on smiling!’ Ugh!”
Me: “I know; retail is hard and customers make it even harder. Good luck! Hope the rest of your day is free of crazies.”
Cashier: *sour face* “Wouldn’t count on it…”