I went into a store recently and was buying a big bag of dog biscuits. Because of years in retail, I'm in the habit of placing things on the counter with the bar code up & facing the cashier so that they don't have to handle it much. So I do this, but the cashier starts flipping the bag around, slamming it on the counter like what you would do with a bag of ice to break it up. She doesn't just do this like she's looking for a barcode, she's literally slamming it on the counter several times. All I could think was, WTF? I really didn't want to be bringing home a bag full of crumbs.
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I went into a store recently and was buying a big bag of dog biscuits. Because of years in retail, I'm in the habit of placing things on the counter with the bar code up & facing the cashier so that they don't have to handle it much. So I do this, but the cashier starts flipping the bag around, slamming it on the counter like what you would do with a bag of ice to break it up. She doesn't just do this like she's looking for a barcode, she's literally slamming it on the counter several times. All I could think was, WTF? I really didn't want to be bringing home a bag full of crumbs.
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