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Someone doesn't want me to have summer sausage
May 24, 2010 - Cindy Votruba
A few nights ago I was using the self checkout at Wal-Mart. Now I’ve only used the self checkout less than a handful of times in my life; I prefer to go to a human being to scan my items (mainly because I tend to get frustrated easily if things don’t work right). And well, that kind of happened last Thursday night. I joined Ross at Wal-Mart as he was getting a few items. Of course we went to the electronics section to see what was available on DVD. I saw that season 8 of the original “CSI” was on sale for $19.99, and since I’m up to that season, I grabbed it. I also grabbed Melissa Etheridge’s new CD and a couple of other things, which included a summer sausage (sometimes I get a hankering for salted, processed meat).
I head to a self checkout. A couple of guys get in line behind me. A woman across from me was having problems scanning her items. And then, so was I. The machine beeps at me asking that I get assistance, which turned out to be an offer of a one-year service contract on “CSI.” That’s new, never had that before on a DVD. Same thing happened with my Melissa Etheridge CD. And apparently since I took too long between scanning items and being scolded by the machine for placing my item in a bag when I wasn’t supposed to, the “finish and pay” icon started blinking at me. And I hadn’t scanned the summer sausage yet. So I just go up to the guy who was assisting with the self checkout in that area as there was a cash register there. The credit/debit card machine didn’t want to take my card for some reason. Well, it kept asking the cashier to hit the credit key, he would, but it would keep flashing. After going back and forth four times, I just paid cash. I guess the powers that be just didn’t want me to have summer sausage.
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