When you put your items on the checkout belt in the order you intend to pack them (heavy items at bottom, separate meat, frozen items together etc.) and the Doris on the checkout starts leaning into the middle of the belt for some reason to scan those items first instead of just scanning the ones at the front first and generally just fucks up the order and you just have this expression...
How have I not beat you to this one? What this thread was made for. I salute you sir!
What I object to is "do you need help packing?" meaning "you are about to need help packing, as I randomly send the cereal boxes down first so as you try to find a new bag I've sent down only the heavy shit. After the bread of course"
When you put your items on the checkout belt in the order you intend to pack them (heavy items at bottom, separate meat, frozen items together etc.) and the Doris on the checkout starts leaning into the middle of the belt for some reason to scan those items first instead of just scanning the ones at the front first and generally just fucks up the order and you just have this expression...
I agree 100%. I do tell them sometimes that I've loaded the belt that way for a reason. They usually do it right then. Once i walked out and just left the stuff on the belt because the cashier started arguing with me about it.
people that put blackcurrant in a pint of Guinness, especially when you forget and they look at you when you return from the bar like you have just pissed on there kids.
Could have something to do with getting about 2 hours sleep thanks to my 3 year old daughter last night!
I had a shocker in terms of sleep last night as well. That's 2 out the last 3 nights. Monday night into Tuesday morning I remember nodding off at 3.30am, up at 5.30am. Last night nodded off at 2am up at 6am
Not as bad as only 2 hours but feel like utter crap and this is a pressurised time at work so not good
Yes my sleeping pattern is completely up the spout too.
I hate it.
For example I was knackered last night, got in from work at midnight, fell asleep straight away and woke up at 3 and haven't been able to get back to sleep.
Completely screws the day up and winds me up as it keeps happening.
Could have something to do with getting about 2 hours sleep thanks to my 3 year old daughter last night!
I had a shocker in terms of sleep last night as well. That's 2 out the last 3 nights. Monday night into Tuesday morning I remember nodding off at 3.30am, up at 5.30am. Last night nodded off at 2am up at 6am
Not as bad as only 2 hours but feel like utter crap and this is a pressurised time at work so not good
The worst thing is that our youngest is teething, she was brilliant last night for once, and her sister picked that night to kick off half the night.
I'm not getting any sleep either. Youngest keeps waking in the night for a wee.
Shes potty training and doesnt want to poo on the toilet. I was trying to put her down on the bog but she threw her off, and i caught her upside down. She was screaming and farting. It was like I was playing the bagpipes from hell
What I object to is "do you need help packing?" meaning "you are about to need help packing, as I randomly send the cereal boxes down first so as you try to find a new bag I've sent down only the heavy shit. After the bread of course"
I often inform the barcode scanning operative that it is not a race....
Could have something to do with getting about 2 hours sleep thanks to my 3 year old daughter last night!
I had a shocker in terms of sleep last night as well. That's 2 out the last 3 nights. Monday night into Tuesday morning I remember nodding off at 3.30am, up at 5.30am. Last night nodded off at 2am up at 6am
Not as bad as only 2 hours but feel like utter crap and this is a pressurised time at work so not good
The worst thing is that our youngest is teething, she was brilliant last night for once, and her sister picked that night to kick off half the night.
Hoping tonight is better for you mate. I'm done with today
people that put blackcurrant in a pint of Guinness, especially when you forget and they look at you when you return from the bar like you have just pissed on there kids.
That concoction needs to go on a UN ban list. If people don't like Guinness they should leave in the barrel instead of ruining it. Best they stick to a lemonade.
When you put your items on the checkout belt in the order you intend to pack them (heavy items at bottom, separate meat, frozen items together etc.) and the Doris on the checkout starts leaning into the middle of the belt for some reason to scan those items first instead of just scanning the ones at the front first and generally just fucks up the order and you just have this expression...
I agree 100%. I do tell them sometimes that I've loaded the belt that way for a reason. They usually do it right then. Once i walked out and just left the stuff on the belt because the cashier started arguing with me about it.
Wait, you went through the effort of getting your shopping, but walked out without it because the cashier annoyed you? That's an impressive level of commitment to being pissed off!
When you put your items on the checkout belt in the order you intend to pack them (heavy items at bottom, separate meat, frozen items together etc.) and the Doris on the checkout starts leaning into the middle of the belt for some reason to scan those items first instead of just scanning the ones at the front first and generally just fucks up the order and you just have this expression...
I agree 100%. I do tell them sometimes that I've loaded the belt that way for a reason. They usually do it right then. Once i walked out and just left the stuff on the belt because the cashier started arguing with me about it.
Wait, you went through the effort of getting your shopping, but walked out without it because the cashier annoyed you? That's an impressive level of commitment to being pissed off!
I've done the same in Gillingham Tescos. A whole months shop as well, I'm pretty regimental in how I load the conveyor belt and when the lady asked "need any help with your packing" I asked her not to throw it through at the speed of sound. Which she then did, this was also a long time before carrier bags had to be paid for and about half way through she announced she had no more bags. And continued to fling everything through regardless. "Enough" said I
"Can you hold on until we get some more bags please"
And she ignored me, so I fucked off leaving all the shit in bags in the trolley and the rest on the belt. I can't even say it felt good, I was foaming at the mouth at her lack of being able to do one thing, I didn't even ask her to help apart from not try and break a checkout speed record and then I had to brave Jeremy Kyle's holding pen at Chatham Asda and do all that shit again
When choosing a checkout, it's not always a case of the shortest queue: you need a teenage cashier - bored witless and too lethargic to throw your stuff down to the bagging area at break-neck speed - or a pensioner - arthiritic and unable to do the same even if they wanted to. Avoid middle-aged women: they're on a mission and they hate you.
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I bet mine is wider:))
Could have something to do with getting about 2 hours sleep thanks to my 3 year old daughter last night!
Once i walked out and just left the stuff on the belt because the cashier started arguing with me about it.
Not as bad as only 2 hours but feel like utter crap and this is a pressurised time at work so not good
I hate it.
For example I was knackered last night, got in from work at midnight, fell asleep straight away and woke up at 3 and haven't been able to get back to sleep.
Completely screws the day up and winds me up as it keeps happening.
Shes potty training and doesnt want to poo on the toilet. I was trying to put her down on the bog but she threw her off, and i caught her upside down. She was screaming and farting. It was like I was playing the bagpipes from hell
By the way, I love the fact that his hook has been taken away and replaced by a prosthetic spork!
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"Can you hold on until we get some more bags please"
And she ignored me, so I fucked off leaving all the shit in bags in the trolley and the rest on the belt. I can't even say it felt good, I was foaming at the mouth at her lack of being able to do one thing, I didn't even ask her to help apart from not try and break a checkout speed record and then I had to brave Jeremy Kyle's holding pen at Chatham Asda and do all that shit again
Avoid middle-aged women: they're on a mission and they hate you.