They just made my list, right below the non-turn signal users.
Every time I am at the store, they want me to scan and bag the items myself just because they want to cut labor costs or are too cheap to properly stuff. It never fails that I need "authorization" whether it is buying my bottle of gin or getting 10 packs of Sudafed to cook up some meth, so it defeats the purpose when an employee has to come over and punch in some code.
This started with the banks and the ATMs. We get the privilege of paying a fee for using an ATM so that the bank can save on labor costs. What if I want to go in and hit on the girl who is making nine bucks an hour as a teller while she cashes my Canadian check from a Costa Rica book. The ATM won't ask me if I want large or small bills. And I can't come back with "what do you prefer large or small?"
In summary, I'm already pissed because the guy in the car in front of me is driving 25 mph because he is on his cell phone and he doesn't use his turn signal so I have to brake sharply. Then I have to wait in front of him for the privilege of ringing up my condoms and lube while he gets Benny from the back to authorize his monthly supply of Nyquil.
Just saying.
Every time I am at the store, they want me to scan and bag the items myself just because they want to cut labor costs or are too cheap to properly stuff. It never fails that I need "authorization" whether it is buying my bottle of gin or getting 10 packs of Sudafed to cook up some meth, so it defeats the purpose when an employee has to come over and punch in some code.
This started with the banks and the ATMs. We get the privilege of paying a fee for using an ATM so that the bank can save on labor costs. What if I want to go in and hit on the girl who is making nine bucks an hour as a teller while she cashes my Canadian check from a Costa Rica book. The ATM won't ask me if I want large or small bills. And I can't come back with "what do you prefer large or small?"
In summary, I'm already pissed because the guy in the car in front of me is driving 25 mph because he is on his cell phone and he doesn't use his turn signal so I have to brake sharply. Then I have to wait in front of him for the privilege of ringing up my condoms and lube while he gets Benny from the back to authorize his monthly supply of Nyquil.
Just saying.
