Is there such a thing? I'm asking. Seriously. The rude, inconsiderate and nonsensical way that people behave in grocery stores has been a peeve of mine for a long time and I finally feel the need to give voice to it.
Why, pray, do people go to the trouble of getting a cart, only to leave it in the aisle, walk to get their items and carry an armful back to the cart rather than take the cart w/them? It has wheels. It's mobile.
Why do people w/1 or just a few items have no qualms about asking if they can get in front of someone in the checkout line when the Express lane is free and clear? I always offer to let people go ahead of me anyhow but my point is that the Express lane is just for people w/only a few items. It happened again today only the man didn't ask; he just stood there and stared at the woman behind me in line so she sighed and said "Do you want to go ahead of me since you only have one item?" He said "Yes, thank you" and then he yelled across the store at his daughter and said "I'm down here!" and she brought a basket full of items! It still didn't add up to 12 items, though. So I said w/a smile, "Sir, the Express lane is open and there is no one in line". He glared at me and said "I'm here now". He had to walk by the Express lane to go out of the store anyhow, so why did he feel that it was necessary to break the line?
And, finally, a woman decided that she wanted to read a book as she was leaving the store, which meant that she was walking as slowly as a tortoise. She must have just purchased the book because she wasn't carrying any bags. She never looked up and I couldn't figure out at first why she was walking so slowly. I thought that perhaps she was disabled or needed some assistance. No one could get around her w/their carts, so I said politely "Excuse me". She didn't even look up. Again I said "Excuse me". She still kept reading. There was a line of people behind me w/their carts and the man behind me yelled "Move!". I'm not sure if he was yelling at me or her but we entered the common area of the store, so I managed to maneuver around her. She was still reading, as she walked across the parking lot and cars had to stop for her. I loaded my groceries into the trunk of my car and as she got into her car which was directly across from me, she stopped, looked up and glared at me.
It's times like this that I feel as though I've entered a parallel universe. Have incidents such as the ones I described above ever happened to you or do they only occur in Mary's world?
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