tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post3702748022169709394..comments2024-03-28T22:42:50.909-05:00Comments on Unbagging the Cats: Less Traceable Than a Melted IcicleValhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-58640192207422230582018-09-18T11:02:34.826-05:002018-09-18T11:02:34.826-05:00A good solution in theory, but to get in her line ...A good solution in theory, but to get in her line of vision, I would have needed to run outside the store and stand by the window, since she was looking out toward the parking lot. Also, the way things go around here, I could be patiently waiting, only to have someone else dart in when Phoney left.<br /><br />I liked it a lot better that time I was bagging, and a guy walked up and tried to hand me a wad of money! He was distracted, and mistook me for his mom at the next bagging stand.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-60432976623013129542018-09-18T10:56:54.165-05:002018-09-18T10:56:54.165-05:00No, in fact, she looked around 50. No, in fact, she looked around 50. Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-69910419021241042972018-09-18T10:55:46.622-05:002018-09-18T10:55:46.622-05:00Yeah, I've noticed that at Walmart. They won&#...Yeah, I've noticed that at Walmart. They won't get going. I can't move forward or get the rubber divider bar or get out of the way of people behind me, because I'm stuck behind a fiddler. It's worse when they leave their cart BEHIND them, so it's an extra barrier to getting to the conveyor.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-36372978538273336262018-09-18T10:44:46.227-05:002018-09-18T10:44:46.227-05:00At least I did no harm. She wasn't using it at...At least I did no harm. She wasn't using it at the time.Valhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13025832536749983018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-73894484180655338452018-09-18T02:12:17.289-05:002018-09-18T02:12:17.289-05:00Right or wrong? Hard to know. Since she appeared t...Right or wrong? Hard to know. Since she appeared to be finished, I would have got into her line of vision and mouthed an "excuse me" then grabbed my two bags and stepped back again while I bagged my items. If I didn't have frozen or dairy goods, I might have waited for an empty bagging spot. Either way, an annoyed glance from her would have been better than a death glare.Riverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794655013673748992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-39220263463160510912018-09-17T20:49:57.452-05:002018-09-17T20:49:57.452-05:00She was one of the entitled generation? She was one of the entitled generation? Kathy's Klotheslinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17881966393157941515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-29285045351012853112018-09-17T18:36:06.584-05:002018-09-17T18:36:06.584-05:00Not to pick on women, but I beat up on my gender p...Not to pick on women, but I beat up on my gender plenty of times so...women at the store seem to own their place in line and do not give it up easily whether they are through or not. a man will pay for his groceries in around 3 seconds while women take several minutes counting out exact change and just in general frittering around...they NEVER move to the right!<br /><br />I would have said, " sorry, I thought you were done on account of YOU WERE DONE!!!<br /><br />Actually that would have been in my head...I would have done what you did.joehhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08520161706680568508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-937038870722238271.post-11250120170664156402018-09-17T17:08:18.286-05:002018-09-17T17:08:18.286-05:00You did the right thing. I'd have smiled and s...You did the right thing. I'd have smiled and said have a nice day. People! Some days. Linda O'Connellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15982895073903619018noreply@blogger.com