i try to be a nice guy. i really do.
i smile a lot and try to be nice to folks like checkout people no matter how bad they may seem. We all have bad days and me pointing out just how bad their day is already isn't going to make things better.
This, of course, does not extend to the automated checkout stands. For those, it's a nearly nonstop spew of hatred and anger. i'm not really sure why. Maybe it's because if the store refuses to treat me like a human, then i get to return the favor to the appliance that stands between me and getting the heck out of there.
Maybe it's the soothing helpful voice that demands i try and put the large plastic containers on the small check out scale. Maybe it's the fact that no, i can't find the coupon slot. Maybe it's the fact that there aren't any actual human check out people working any of the other stands and this damn gift card's going to get used and stop them from getting one more dime of interest.
Miserable f'ing Bastards. Hope they burn and rot.
The machines.i mean the machines.
maybe.
