Iâ€™ve never seen anyone worry an awful lot about whether a basket shopper has the right amount of items to join the â€˜expressâ€™ queueâ€¦until yesterdayâ€¦
Some people enjoy shopping and the â€˜wanderingâ€™ factor, I really donâ€™t care too much for it. You go in, you pick up what you need and you get out â€“ a strike-force approach.
So it could be said that waiting in a queue isnâ€™t really all that much fun, except for the opportunity to take up a magazine that you would never purchase to gain a quick update on what all the important people are doing with their livesâ€¦blah blah blah.
Anyway, on arrival at the front of the queue, I thought I wouldnâ€™t have to worry that my basket was a little fuller than usual. Wrong! The check out operator took one look (without a physical count) at my basket and muttered, â€œYouâ€™ve got too many items â€“ next please!â€
As I was the last in the line and a check behind me led me to believe that nobody else was waiting, I thought â€˜you cheeky little upstartâ€™ and answered back, â€œthereâ€™s nobody else in line, youâ€™ll have to serve meâ€.
Obviously left with no alternative and with a manager lurking around, the operator assertively tore out all but one item and rang them up â€“ â€œthatâ€™s $28.74!â€
With a bottle of soft drink left in my basket, I asked as to why it wasnâ€™t charged with the other items. The curt reply was, â€œyouâ€™ll have to pay for that separately, you had too many items to use the express queueâ€.
This may all sound rather petty, but is this the way things are going where operators in supermarkets have to be soooo precise when ringing up goods or is this just a case of an individual just breaking the cycle of boredom while on an 8 hour shift?