The Kmart Checkout Line
About a block away from my office there’s a Kmart. It’s pretty convenient for getting stuff like shipping supplies and greeting cards on the fly. Yesterday I ran in for a tube of wrapping paper.
I wasn’t feeling well and kind of in a hurry. It takes me only one minute to walk in the store and find the paper I want to buy. From there I head over to the checkout line. At this particular Kmart, regardless of the time of day, there’s usually only two lines to checkout in which is ridiculous. Yesterday the two lines were right next to each other. I march right up there, but before I could get in a line this rude women obliviously cuts right in front of me and can’t make her mind up about which line she wants to get in. She motions one way, then the other, then the other again. It goes on for a good twenty to thirty seconds. If this were a lawless society, I would have helped her decide by picking her up over my head and throwing her into one of the lines.
Finally she chose a lane. I was a little irked, so you can imagine how excited I got when my line started moving alot faster. At one point she was four people behind where I was in my line. Ha! I started to think of what I would do when I checked out. Maybe I would give her a nice smile and a smug little wave as I exited the store and she was still in her line.
Then the woman in front of me in my line started to check out. The cashier looks at some bath soap type of item that she was purchasing and couldn’t find a price tag/bar code or whatever. So we have to wait, and wait some more. I look over and the lady in the other line is getting closer and closer to her checkout. Damnit! Finally my cashier gets the info she needs and resumes checking the person in front of me out. At long last it’s my turn. I take a final look over and the lady in the other line is done checking out and walking toward the door. Foiled again.
Posted by chuck at January 19, 2008 12:07 PM
