Why? Seriously, WHY?
So I'm checking out at Target yesterday and the guy cashier proceeded to do one of my biggest pet peeves for about 6 minutes.
He commented on what I was buying.
I don't ask much. Really. Just ring up my stuff and then give me the unbelievable total (Target always gets me!), I'll swipe my card, sign on the digitized pad thingy and go about my business. That is how this relationship should work. This is how I NEED it to work.
But no, it went something like this (just so you can picture this more vividly, he was possibly mildly retarded and had some gay tendencies... just so you can "hear" it, k?):
TargetGuy: Ooooh, nice shiny hooks! These are so useful & cute!
Me: ::blank stare:: Um...
TG: Did you find anything on clearance toda..... oh yes! Back in Domestics! ::said all singsongy::
TG: Wow, look at all these cute little fall decorations you got... where are you going to put this?
TG: Have you been up to the mountains this fall? It is absolutely GORGEOUS! You HAVE to go!
TG: Wha? Wait.. I've never seen this before? How long have we had this? Hmm... I need to get me some of this...
And THEN at the end he gets my receipt along with those annoying coupons that print out automatically and he said in the loudest voice ever "Ooookay! So now you get a coupon for two dollars off Pampers Kandoo Toilet Wipes!"
This is not the first time this has happened to me. I remember the first time was waaay back in Indiana pre-Jbird. I had gotten some Redi-Whip and this punk 16yo kid who was bagging my groceries picked it up, paused, and goes "What are you going to use THIS for?" I was so bugged I just said "Don't comment on what people are buying." I hope he never did that again and my on-the-job training for him was a success.
My friend told me of a time when she had gotten a meatloaf kit-in-a-box thing and the kid cashier picked it up and goes "Yuck." Sadly, on this one I have to agree with the kid. Meatloaf is sick. A meatloaf kit is even worse. But still, no commenting.
The absolute WORSE one was when we had just moved to South Carolina. We were thinking of getting preggers with BeeBee sometime in the near future. As I was going through this little grocery store I noticed they had their pregnancy tests on sale. So, naturally, I picked up a couple for future use. I get up to the cash register and the lady cashier beeps one through and then looks at me, holds up the p.test and says all sneakingly "So, are you hoping for a positive or a negative?"
Um, what? I'm so bugged I didn't have the wherewithal to be like "Well, it'd better be negative or else my sterile husband is gonna be reeeeeal mad!"