I've read stories here for a long time, and have of course heard other stories elsewhere for years, but I've never personally seen this level of entitlement in person before.
So I'm in the local supermarket, just grabbing a few great deals on products I'd normally buy anyway, and I make my way to the checkout. I start laying my stuff out, then shift out of the way as someone starts unloading their stuff onto the checkout opposite (shared entry lane).
I'm about finished, and the other person's halfway done (bigger cart, more crap) when Douchebag Hero turns up, joins the line behind my lanemate, and just DUMPS THEIR WHOLE BASKET'S CONTENTS into all the remaining free space on the conveyor.
It's crazy. The lady who's been blocked from unloading her shopping is understandably annoyed. I am surprised. And DH is, for no obvious reason, almost apoplectic. When the lady starts asking him to move his stuff back so she can finish unloading, he starts yelling "I'm sorry" like a petulant child, sarcastic and obviously not actually bothered about anyone's inconvenience but his own... I point out a: she's still unloading, and b: I've finished and there's plenty of room on my belt without causing anyone any issues.
DH turns the reddest face I've ever seen in my direction, and spit-yells: "I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING!"
Fuck it, so many levels of done. I am a teddy-bear, but I look like a big, scary man with a huge beard & a paunch, and I can be just as sarcastic. "Evidence would suggest otherwise, mate."
DH deflates. I'm honestly still surprised it even impacted on him, but he seems to have this sudden flash of realisation, and just scrapes his stuff back into his basket & wanders off to find another aisle.
My aisle-mate was still putting things on the conveyor when I'd finished and paid, just to give you an idea of how premature DH was being.
So I'm in the local supermarket, just grabbing a few great deals on products I'd normally buy anyway, and I make my way to the checkout. I start laying my stuff out, then shift out of the way as someone starts unloading their stuff onto the checkout opposite (shared entry lane).
I'm about finished, and the other person's halfway done (bigger cart, more crap) when Douchebag Hero turns up, joins the line behind my lanemate, and just DUMPS THEIR WHOLE BASKET'S CONTENTS into all the remaining free space on the conveyor.
It's crazy. The lady who's been blocked from unloading her shopping is understandably annoyed. I am surprised. And DH is, for no obvious reason, almost apoplectic. When the lady starts asking him to move his stuff back so she can finish unloading, he starts yelling "I'm sorry" like a petulant child, sarcastic and obviously not actually bothered about anyone's inconvenience but his own... I point out a: she's still unloading, and b: I've finished and there's plenty of room on my belt without causing anyone any issues.
DH turns the reddest face I've ever seen in my direction, and spit-yells: "I KNOW WHAT I'M DOING!"
Fuck it, so many levels of done. I am a teddy-bear, but I look like a big, scary man with a huge beard & a paunch, and I can be just as sarcastic. "Evidence would suggest otherwise, mate."
DH deflates. I'm honestly still surprised it even impacted on him, but he seems to have this sudden flash of realisation, and just scrapes his stuff back into his basket & wanders off to find another aisle.
My aisle-mate was still putting things on the conveyor when I'd finished and paid, just to give you an idea of how premature DH was being.
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