Sometimes.......

Sometimes I just wonder what on earth people are thinking---or if they think before they ask a question. Like me standing at the register, in my uniform, dealing with customers, and getting the "do you work here?" line..........DOH!!!!As Homer Simpson would say.

I don't mind answering an honest to goodness question, but the rank stupidity of some folks just makes me shake my head and roll my eyes. This afternoon it was the guy standing by our live trees for sale, watching me gather carts off the parking lot, who then asked me if I worked here. Duh.....

Of course there is always the life story teller. One every day has to come in with a refund and proceed to give you their entire life history, which of course has nothing to do with the reason they are returning the item, but we are still supposed to care that their great aunt Fanny as a Confederate spy or something. Sorry guys, it may be entertaining under different circumstances, but not when I have a line of people waiting to be waited on, and all I really need to to are two things--do you have your receipt for the item and is it defective or just not wanted? Other than that, my conversational skills are sorely lacking. Get the lead out so I can move my customers thru, b/c all anyone really wants to do once they hit the checkout line is check out and leave.

And it is not just in my store this happens. I have behind, beside, three lanes away from someone who is holding up progress. Do your business and leave. Go socialize elsewhere. Especially if you are one of those who think family reunions should happen in the most crowded aisles in WM. Get the heck out of the way and let me by. I need milk and bread, not to stand there with 3-4 kids in tow, waiting for the moon to eclipse or whatever. Reunionize in the parking lot----and don';t block traffic there either. Morons.

I feel a dose of Nyquil is severely needed. Goodnight.....