Went over to the local Publix on Christmas Eve to get the last minute items for the big day. Now that we have plenty of other places to shop, it really was not too bad for crowds, but even with the fewer people that were out and about, it did not mean the selected entitled few were not there either.
I was in the express line to get my remaining side items with two other people in front of me. When the next guy's turn came, he was buying some bread and using his debit card, when all of a sudden:
Specially Privileged Entitled SC: Excuse me, I need to know how I can return this. (She was walking by with her shopping cart at the end of the line where your groceries get bagged, and speaking to the cashier who was the middle of dealing with the guy in front of me).
Publix Cashier: Oh, yes, maam, I can help you (and he left his post to help this woman!)
Guy In Front Of Me (Just standing there with his jaw about to drop): Um, is he finished with my order? (to the bagger, who said nothing back and was instead chatting with the cashier, who walked off to help this entitled SC). The GIFOM just took his receipt since it looked like the transaction was completed, and left. He had already swiped his debit card.
The cashier then came back to me, asked me how my day was, and took my order. But, much of the time, the cashier and bagger talked amongst themselves and not to the customers, and as mentioned, SPESC felt the need to just interrupt a cashier who was helping someone out instead of going over to customer service, like normal people would do.
Let's see how New Year's Eve goes.
I was in the express line to get my remaining side items with two other people in front of me. When the next guy's turn came, he was buying some bread and using his debit card, when all of a sudden:
Specially Privileged Entitled SC: Excuse me, I need to know how I can return this. (She was walking by with her shopping cart at the end of the line where your groceries get bagged, and speaking to the cashier who was the middle of dealing with the guy in front of me).
Publix Cashier: Oh, yes, maam, I can help you (and he left his post to help this woman!)
Guy In Front Of Me (Just standing there with his jaw about to drop): Um, is he finished with my order? (to the bagger, who said nothing back and was instead chatting with the cashier, who walked off to help this entitled SC). The GIFOM just took his receipt since it looked like the transaction was completed, and left. He had already swiped his debit card.
The cashier then came back to me, asked me how my day was, and took my order. But, much of the time, the cashier and bagger talked amongst themselves and not to the customers, and as mentioned, SPESC felt the need to just interrupt a cashier who was helping someone out instead of going over to customer service, like normal people would do.
Let's see how New Year's Eve goes.
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