So I decided that I should try to eat something for dinner before class (I'm getting my MBA kids). Okay, I have about a half an hour, I should be fine. I just need to run by the grocery store for a little something. Moving... little traffic not bad... okay, lots of traffic... still okay... Woops almost turned into an Italian bistro parking lot, recovered and got to Safeway. Parked safely. I proceed inside, walk around the store for a minute or so and decide on some snacks. I walk to the front and notice, alas, there are no self-service check outs. On a side note: I don't even like self-check outs but it times like this where the lines are long, time is of the essence. So I find the next best alternative and go to the express checkout lane. I am good, I have 3 items. They guy in front of me has four. As I stand in line, I notice the current girl paying is paying with a check. This is where I believe things began to go wrong. First of all, you don't pay with a check in the express line because it's just poor grocery store edict. SECOND, who pays with checks these days unless you are over 50 or you have some random bill that HAS to be paid with a check. SERIOUSLY. Okay. She writes the check (you know after 4 hours) and hands it over to the cashier (also known as Surendra). The cashier puts the check in the little machine thing and it does not want to print on the check. Great. You can already see in the cashier's face go "oh crap." So he calls for the manager, not once, not twice, but three times. He even asks the 14 year old at the other cash register (who decides to give him some BS help). So finally on the third go for the manager, he sees the manager walk by and yells. By this time, the guy in front of me and me are contemplating going to another line. BUT PLEASE keep in mind, there are two other lines and they have no limit to the groceries in those lines. So you know it's one of those situations where you are like if I leave this line and go there, things will clear up here and then I will be the longer line. We stay. We are in the freaking express lane! Anyways. The manager comes over and fixes the stupid thing. Got the girl out. Now we are on to the guy in front of me who I clearly remember had two gift cards, one for Home Depot and one for I dunno, a happy birthday card and a little baseball. Not bad right? WRONG. Mr. Surendra trys to scan the stupid gift cards. Anyone that has worked in retail knows there are like fifty bar codes on them and only one works. IMAGINE THAT. So our favorite cashier has to again ask the stupid 14 year old what to do. Okay. The kid helped. Another down! But not before the guy turned to me and goes "good luck." At this point I've already gotten to the point where I've contemplating going to another line and really leaving the store all together. But you know it's like, I came all this way, I'm here, I'm hungry, be patient Kristin. I pay I leave. I'm now moving a little quickly because the stupid grocery store has taken way too much time. Okay, can't turn, traffic, more traffic... okay turning! Stepping on the gas, Jeepy let's go! DENIED. Big ass truck in right lane (the one I need to be in). Go around, yes, I've got room. DENIED. Stupid red car is going under the speed limit. HELLO? It's not SUNDAY. Okay, get behind big ass truck. Turn into the building parking lot. Turn into the parking area and another big ass truck is blocking a good portion. Great. THANK YOU. Go inside. Follow the signs to which classroom. Still having NO IDEA. "Where's room 92?" "All the way down the hall till you can't go further." So I begin to walk down the hall and after 5 minutes, it's like the freaking Bermuda triangle. Where am I. Random people. NO IDEA. Someone trailing me. I wanted to turn around and be like "Would you LIKE to step on my toes?" SERIOUSLY. Get the the end of all ends. I'm here. Sit down, calm down. Let's have a sip of Sprite. OR NOT. Sprite decides to explode (even after I carefully opening it). So the Sprite explodes all over the desk. GREAT. I turn to some guy and go" do you know where the nearest restroom is?" This is my second time in the building. "Oh you have walk all the way back to the front." SERIOUSLY. Cleaned it up. Teacher makes us change seats. DONE. You tired yet? Cause I'm exhausted and have a four hour class to sit through.
Thankfully, the class went great. No more drama for Kristin. Hope everything is well with everyone. Parents are here FOR GOOD! Helping fix up the house. Other things going on but time for bed. Peace out.
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