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Yesterday I bought a few items at my local Wal-Mart store. Some beer, a bag of pork rinds, and some toilet tissue. When I went to the express checkout counter, I placed all of the items squarely in the middle of the plastic circle on the express counter top. After the huge, obese woman who operated the counter finished with the previous customer, she looked at me and, in a shrill voice, commanded me to move the three items closer to her register. She said that she had had a long day, and that her arms were tired.
Since when is it the responsibility of the customer to ease the workload of the cashier? When I go into a store, all I want is to get the hell out as soon as possible. Back in the good old days the cashiers were responsible workers who were skilled at their job. They didn't bitch at the store's patrons, and they managed a smile and good humor even though their fingers were numb from operating the manual cash register, and their feet were swollen from standing all day.
Today's cashiers have it much too easy. All they do is swipe your purchase across a laser beam and tally the amount at the end. A monkey could do that. Many cashiers remind me of monkeys with their incessant jabbering about their sorry life. If they don't want to be cashiers, then they should seek other employment. Employment that befits their skills and intelligence, like, street prostitution.
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