I consider myself to be an easy-going kinda gal, the sort that likes to help other people out, dog sit for friends, assist short people with shopping items on top shelves etc, that kind of thing.
There is such a thing though as taking the P***, and yeah, I got caught.
I have always tried to have a little bit of consideration for others when shopping, especially if they are behind me in the queue with only one or two items and I have a full trolley.
I have been on the receiving end of such courtesy, and always grateful should going first be offered.
I was in a supermarket a little while ago and had a basket with about 10 items in it. Although I wasn’t in an express queue, the guy behind me only had a bottle of soda and a bar of chocolate, so I offered to let him go ahead of me.
‘Great! Thanks. Oh, hang on, I’ve forgotten something……’ and off he rushed to get whatever it was.
He came back with four more items, then disappeared again for something else.
The cashier had now finished with the person originally in front of me (her bill had been over a hundred pounds), and said
‘Looks like you’ve been caught, and all because you didn’t want to hold him up!’
To be honest, I was a little annoyed, but the cashier was quite prepared to ‘leap frog’ this cheeky male’s items and ring up my purchases before he got back.
We were both a little slow off the mark though, as the culprit puffed his way to the checkout with an armful of other shopping, bringing his total purchases to some 20 items including a six-pack, large pizza and multipack of crisps, plus a few bags to put everything in.
At least he didn’t fumble with finding a bankers card to pay and handed over £30 in cash to the cashier. He had very little in change.
My own purchases tallied up to less than eight pounds (I felt a pinging sensation on my forehead) and the cashier was very apologetic.
I told him it wasn’t his fault, and life was too short to make a fuss over a bit of shopping. Inwardly I told myself to beware of male shoppers with only an item or two in future.
I confess I did feel a little guilty today though as I had half a dozen things in my basket and the guy behind me just had a hot pasty from the bakery section.
I consoled myself that my purchases wouldn’t take long to ring up so it would be just the right temperature for him to eat.