I appreciate the super markets hiring intellectually changed people. A lot of companies don’t. I only ask that the ‘special’ employees wear visible tags that read, “Don’t ask me shit ‘cause I don’t know shit.”
I was in line at the register and while emptying my cart, realized that I had forgotten hotdog buns. So I asked the bagger, who was just standing at her bagging station, “Elizabeth? Hi! Could you do me a favor and get me one bag of hotdog buns, please? The store brand is fine.” Poor Elizabeth looked at me like I just asked to see her tits then the cashier repeated my request to Elizabeth then sent her to the bread section. A lot of time pasted, enough to scan and bag $100 worth of groceries, when Elizabeth finally and slowly returned. She was holding a French bread baguette. My only thought was, “Damn Bitch! You don’t even know what a fuckin’ hotdog bun looks like - and I know you probably live on that shit too.” The cashier, seeing the mistake, quickly left her station and within a few minutes returned with hotdog buns. She apologized for Elizabeth who was busy conversing with my 3 year old.
So, I feel my request is valid for no one really likes spending more time than needed in the grocery store and don’t you hate it when you’re in line at the register and the momentum is lost? It’s like being trapped in a one-way tunnel. You’ve got all your shit out of the basket only to stand there and wait and wait some more. I was the only person in line at first but by the time Elizabeth returned from her odyssey in the bread section the line at the register was three people deep.
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