A semi-regular customer came to my till today. I always like seeing this lady - she's smiley, friendly, chatty and usually has her three daughters with her, as she did today.
She has quite a lot of shopping, including some huge storage boxes.
Me : Oh heavens, you must have got the biggest ones we sell!
Nice lady: Yes well, three girls are going to have their bedrooms de-cluttered today, so we need somewhere to put everything!
I get all the shopping rung through, including bags of sweets / new slippers etc - all for the girls I note, nothing for her - the girls are chattering to her and to me. Meanwhile the man behind her in my queue is starting to roll his eyes and sigh and look pointedly at his watch.
Nice lady pays for her shopping and starts trying to get everything onto her trolley, but is having trouble getting the huge boxes loaded. I try to help, but it's clear that it's not all going to go on. Finally she turns to me...
NL : Can I leave two of these with you for a few minutes? and one of us will come back for them?
Me : Sure, no problem! *stows them behind my till. Impatient Man is now huffing and puffing*
Nice lady gathers her girls, gives me a cheery "See you again!" and slowly (this is important) begins to make her way from my till.
Impatient Man stands glaring after her for a few moments, then dumps his stuff into my till.
IM : FINALLY! What is it with some people? She takes all that time, then she can't even get out of the way quickly! Why do some people move so damn slowly?
Me : Well, in the case of that particular lady, it's because she has an artificial leg.
His face fell to below zero and he didn't say any more. I rang him through, he paid and left.
She has quite a lot of shopping, including some huge storage boxes.
Me : Oh heavens, you must have got the biggest ones we sell!
Nice lady: Yes well, three girls are going to have their bedrooms de-cluttered today, so we need somewhere to put everything!
I get all the shopping rung through, including bags of sweets / new slippers etc - all for the girls I note, nothing for her - the girls are chattering to her and to me. Meanwhile the man behind her in my queue is starting to roll his eyes and sigh and look pointedly at his watch.
Nice lady pays for her shopping and starts trying to get everything onto her trolley, but is having trouble getting the huge boxes loaded. I try to help, but it's clear that it's not all going to go on. Finally she turns to me...
NL : Can I leave two of these with you for a few minutes? and one of us will come back for them?
Me : Sure, no problem! *stows them behind my till. Impatient Man is now huffing and puffing*
Nice lady gathers her girls, gives me a cheery "See you again!" and slowly (this is important) begins to make her way from my till.
Impatient Man stands glaring after her for a few moments, then dumps his stuff into my till.
IM : FINALLY! What is it with some people? She takes all that time, then she can't even get out of the way quickly! Why do some people move so damn slowly?
Me : Well, in the case of that particular lady, it's because she has an artificial leg.
His face fell to below zero and he didn't say any more. I rang him through, he paid and left.
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