LogFAQs > #932107362

I went into one of those small metro supermarkets yesterday to get some basic supplies. There were a few customers but no staff in site. I grab some champagne and head to the self-check out. Now there's really not a single staff member anywhere to be found, which is a problem because you can't self-checkout alcohol without a staff member swiping their card to verify your age.

So I wait for a solid 2 minutes. No one shows up. At this point there's now another 2 people waiting like I am. I walk around trying to see if anyone is about. There's one girl stocking shelves. I know this isn't her fault, and clearly they're just kinda low on staff today, so I muster up the most gentle and apologetic manner I can to ask her for help. I mean I was perfectly British about it.

Conversation went like this:

Me: Hi there - I'm really sorry about this but I don't suppose you could help at the checkout? I have some alcohol so it's asking for an age verification.
Her: *looks agape at me* - Ummm, Actually I'm doing this right now?
Me: I know, I can see that. However there are a few of us now and we're kind of stuck. Would you mind helping?
Her: *Rolls eyes dramatically* Whatever. Fine.

At this point she storms to the checkout like a 6 year old having a tantrum and angrily swipes everybody's machines. If I didn't know any better I swear I just interrupted a critical moment in her life.

You know what, I know it's shitty to be in a supermarket on boxing day. That's also not my fucking problem you crabby little bitch.

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