Out and about running errands this morning, I stopped in the Dollar Tree store to pick up a gift bag for my mom. She, Susan and Gracelyn are attending a shower tomorrow for a cousin who eloped to Hawaii back around Thanksgiving and are going to have a big marriage ceremony sometime next month. (Don't ask...) The shower is a garden themed one so Mom got a gift that will be difficult to wrap. Thank goodness for the modern miracle of the gift bag!
And the Dollar Tree has gift bags for a dollar for any size. How can you go wrong?
Well, first of all, it's Saturday so that means it's a bit busier than usual. Now, most of you know that I love kids...I really do. But there are just some parents out there who are going a bit too far in letting the inmates run the asylum at it were. I was trying to get around a cart that was blocking the aisle and the mother was trying to reason with a girl who was no more than four. "If you don't get out of the aisle so this man can get by, we won't go to Wal-Mart," the mom kept saying to which the daughter just whined and said she wanted to go to Wal-Mart. Seriously, just pick up the child please. If it's not too much trouble.
Then, the time comes to pay. And there's a line. A long line and some people have trouble with the concept of this. The line starts at a register and goes down an aisle..it's that long. So, I go to the end of the line and get in it. And some others who didn't miss that day in line school do the same. Well, this guy and two kids come up, look down the aisle, see the line and then stand at the junction of line and aisle. And every time it moves up, they try to cut in, I guess figuring that they're standing near the line so they should get in. I bet this is one of the same guys in traffic who knows the lane is ending but flies up at 90 to the end of the lane and then flips you off when you don't let him in.
Finally, I get up to pay and they have problem making change....out of a $20. And it's not like it's early in the day....the store has been open half an hour, maybe 45 minutes. So, the young lady running the register calls the manager for change. This only makes the line longer. So, manager guy comes waltzing out, gets her change and then proceeds to go back to his dungeon. Now, I'd been waited on already, but I guess part of management training is that you don't help your employee out by ringing up a few customers. (And before you start, I know, it could have been that there weren't two tills open...but that seems odd on a Saturday).
After the change arrives, the girl is perplexed by the simple math of giving me back multiples of five dollar bills and one dollar bills. As in, it took her three times to figure out that three five-dollar bills is fifteen dollars and then you put ones in there to get the rest. (I really flumoxed her by using exact change.)
I swear, there are just some days I fear for the future of our country...
posted by Michael Hickerson at 4/30/2005 11:47:00 AM