Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Mrs. Potato Head
I steer the cart towards the dreaded self-checkout. Because I consider myself to be more computer literate than Larry, we often bicker, with me trying to correct his scanning style and him losing patience over the machine's speed.
As we wait for an available machine, my eyes fall upon a woman in a hideous outfit. Just try to imagine the following combination:
A flowy, knee length black skirt
A fitted, black, long sleeve top
Leapoard print platform shoes
A black bubble vest
The thing that stood out about her the most? That she was trying to scan a potato - without a bar code.
Oh, what the hell, I'll draw you a picture:
I figured that maybe she had just gotten off the plane from Tackytackistan and spoke no English, but when the attendant came over to assist her I overheard her voice. Perfect English.
Why do the most computer illiterate, stupid people among us think that they can manage these things and get out of the store that much quicker?
Of course, I whispered to Larry, "That idiot just tried to scan a potato!" which caught the attention of another customer who seemed just as confused.