Posted: Apr 23, 08
6:01am
I was in the express line at the supermarket (15 items or less) and I’m waiting behind a guy that’s buying a carton of eggs (probably for the wife), a six pack of diet coke (definitely for the wife) and a case of beer (possibly also for the wife…but probably not).
When it comes my turn to checkout, I place my purchases on the belt: 2 bags of limes, a package of notebook paper and a small can of olives. Since I’m in the express check-out, I figured that I was safe with my three…maybe four items.
Once diet coke/egg/beer guy had made his way through the process, my items rolled up to the spot just before the scanner and stopped. The checker looked at me with a frown and said, “I’m sorry.”
“That’s okay,” I said, always ready to forgive, despite the fact that I didn’t know what crime she had committed. She made no move to scan my items.
“This line is express,” she pointed out to me. “You’ll have to go to one of the other checkers.”
“Three items?” I asked. “Is that too many?”
“The limes,” she pointed out. “How many limes do you have?”
I was buying two dollars worth of limes, they were on sale for ten cents each. I’d put ten in each bag.
“They’re ten for a dollar,” I pointed out. “I put ten in each bag.”
“They are not ten for a dollar.,” She corrected me. “They are ten cents EACH. That means that I have to ring them up separately as 20 limes. I’m not allowed to ring up that many in this line.”
“You rang up the guy in front of me. He had six cokes, twelve eggs and twenty-four beers…forty-two items!“
I looked at my own stuff. By that line of reasoning, I had three hundred and seventy items (350 sheets of notebook paper) without even guestimating the number of olives in the can.
The woman was not going to budge on this one.
I loaded my three/four items back into the baby seat of the shopping cart with the square wheel (the one they always reserve for me) and found my way to the back of another line.
So who was right here?
This is absolutely a true story that I needed to unload on you guys. Got any check-out line nightmares that you’d like to talk about?