I had a bit of a fright this morning. After sitting in front of my laptop for a couple of hours trying to create an outline for a new book I’m working on, I decided to make a run into Tallahassee for necessities. Okay, I wanted wine, so sue me.
It didn’t take long to locate the wine I like (19 Crimes Cabernet Sauvignon), so after I placed a bottle in my basket I stopped by the pet food aisle and grabbed some cat treats before heading to the checkout line.
I seldom use the self-checkout registers, but with just three items in my cart I thought it would be less hassle. After scanning the items in my cart I looked up at the machine and gasped. There was a wild-eyed masked person looking back at me!
“Hey, you!” I said, rather forcefully.
The young woman who assists with self checkout came over immediately to help, but by then I’d realized that I was the wild-eyed masked person in question. It was my own face staring back at me from a small screen attached to the register.
Laughing, I told her what had happened saying, “I’ll bet this happens a lot these days.”
“Not really,” she said. “You’re the first.”
I chose not to believe her.
Peace, people!
Praying for Eyebrowz 
When we went to pick up my dad at the hospital a couple of months ago, the hazmat suited nurses pointed to an elderly man in a wheelchair and said “is that your husband” to my mom.
She looked. Then she said “I’m not sure…” 😂
They all look the same under the masks…
The nurse laughed and said that no one recognizes their family members anymore. 😉
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Ha!
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I use the self-checkout as much as I can. I never realized they had cameras on them until I looked up and saw this older woman–right in my face! It was me! Gah!!! I choose to scan and get out as fast as I can without having to look her in the eye. 19 Crimes—that wine is so good. A checkout clerk told me if you hover your phone over his ‘prison number’ it tells the crime. My phone is to incompetent to do that…. Have you tried?
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Oh! I didn’t know that about the phone thing! Must try! Thanks!
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Let me know if it works!
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I just tried scanning it! I had to download an app, but it loaded quickly. It’s really a neat feature. Thanks for telling me!
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Of course it does. Fortunately me and self scans don’t get along.
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I seldom use them because I don’t want to put people out of a job. But this time I was in a hurry to get home and the self scans weren’t busy.
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Sometimes in life there’s a reason why the road less traveled IS less traveled…. My younger girl worked in a supermarket while she was studying. She said one day while she was doing the assist bit on the row of them this customer set about his. He actually started battering it with the basket.
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Oh, wow!! People are nuts.
I grew up in a grocery store—my dad was the manager and I thought the store was my second home. Sometimes I dream that I’m living inside the old store.
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I am gonna tell you something worse… I think that guy was charged with causing criminal damage. I remember your wonderful posts re your dad and I remember thinking back to where I grew up and how it was kind of like an outpost and how there were like brick sheds with trestle tables, all broken down into the required shop categories. Newsagents, greengrocers, bakers…. Of course it evolved. Obvi. When I heard re that guy I thought..hell what have we come to? Things like what your dad ran and what I grew up in were much safer to us as people in a way.
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The grocery store was a gathering place. You stopped and talked to your neighbors. Often you knew every single employee by name. My dad was the kind of man who never met a stranger. He could chat with anyone about anything. Lord, I miss him.
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He sounds a wonderful guy Leslie, Ah the shops that shaped us eh????
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So true.
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What a put-down! 🙂
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🤣
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