Look, Ma, I posted!
Someone told me today that I don't post nearly enough. Therefore, I am going to make a concerted effort to post more often, even if I don't have much to say. So don't say I didn't warn ya!
I do have one thing to rant about tonight. On the way home from work tonight, I stopped off at Safeway and bought two packages of chicken, laundry detergent, and a box of Lucky Charms (because they're magically delicious). Now, whenever I go to the checkout at any store, I'm very good about stacking my items neatly and using the little rubber divider thingies to separate my items from the person behind me. Tonight, however, I was tired, there were no rubber divider thingies, and there were maybe two other shoppers in the store, so I just tossed my groceries on the counter.
So while I'm waiting for the cashier to finish the customer in front of me, this woman gets in line behind me with, and I swear I am not making this up, ONE CAN of Dole pineapple (in its own juice, I might add). Now the checkout counter is fairly long, and there is plenty of room for this woman to set down her ONE CAN far enough away from my stuff to be recognized as a separate purchase by the cashier. However, this woman sets down her ONE CAN and then proceeds to stack MY items on top of each other. Now, a brief excerpt from the duel of wits that ensued:
ME: Excuse me, can you please not touch my food?
HER: I'm just trying to make room here.
ME: There's plenty of room here for your can.
HER: Whatever. Fuck you.
Needless to say, I was dumbfounded by that last remark. Was I being overly sensitive? I don't think so; I just don't like non-grocery strangers handling food that at some point I will be eating. I also don't think I was out of line asking her to stop.
In retrospect, I should have licked her can of pineapple.
I do have one thing to rant about tonight. On the way home from work tonight, I stopped off at Safeway and bought two packages of chicken, laundry detergent, and a box of Lucky Charms (because they're magically delicious). Now, whenever I go to the checkout at any store, I'm very good about stacking my items neatly and using the little rubber divider thingies to separate my items from the person behind me. Tonight, however, I was tired, there were no rubber divider thingies, and there were maybe two other shoppers in the store, so I just tossed my groceries on the counter.
So while I'm waiting for the cashier to finish the customer in front of me, this woman gets in line behind me with, and I swear I am not making this up, ONE CAN of Dole pineapple (in its own juice, I might add). Now the checkout counter is fairly long, and there is plenty of room for this woman to set down her ONE CAN far enough away from my stuff to be recognized as a separate purchase by the cashier. However, this woman sets down her ONE CAN and then proceeds to stack MY items on top of each other. Now, a brief excerpt from the duel of wits that ensued:
ME: Excuse me, can you please not touch my food?
HER: I'm just trying to make room here.
ME: There's plenty of room here for your can.
HER: Whatever. Fuck you.
Needless to say, I was dumbfounded by that last remark. Was I being overly sensitive? I don't think so; I just don't like non-grocery strangers handling food that at some point I will be eating. I also don't think I was out of line asking her to stop.
In retrospect, I should have licked her can of pineapple.