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Originally Posted by Mr Honest
I agree and on the supermarket thang. OMG, how can people queue for 10 minutes, pack up their shopping and then slowly wonder where they put their money or card?
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This doesn't grate on me as much as the folks, again primarily women, who stop their cart in front of, say, the milk locker, and stand there...perusing.... the 1%.... the 2%..... back to the 1%...... maybe the skim...... maybe 1%.... maybe Maola!
The on to the canned tomatoes..... let's see, there's crushed..... diced..... sauce..... paste..... like they had no idea there would be a VARIETY of choices!
They stare blankly into the freezer cases. The hold a packaged slab of meat and stare at it intently as if they expect it to suddenly shout, "I give! I'll tell you all my secrets! There's grissle in my family and I'm tough to chew! I am so ashamed....."
Now that I've added to the condemnation of women in the market, I can easily see how a pet peeve would be impatient men in the market. I heard one behind me in line nearly throw a temper tantrum because the woman in front of me pulled out a checkbook to pay, instead of cash.