Self service checkouts with a passion. I had been looking forward to today, as all being well, DS and FDiL plus grand dogs are coming late tonight, if not, tomorrow morning. We shall then be able to celebrate our delayed Christmas.
I awoke with a blazing headache which normally is quickly brought under control, not this morning. We needed to go for some fresh food and having duly shopped, arrived at said style of till.
On went the bag then every bit of shopping we added called for the assistant! Turns out their own bags are a little too long for the scale bit. Presumably it thought we were shoplifting.
I vented steam by emptying what shopping was in it onto the scales, where it promptly slid off. Now stop it! I know you are laughing!
Steam by now was venting all by itself and DB was getting a tad embarrassed and asked me to calm down, bless him, he knew it was the wrong thing to say as soon as the words left his lips.
I continued to stack the scales picking up the odd thing as it slipped off barely able to keep myself from exploding. Eventually the torture was over but when the robotic voice thanked us for shopping with them I told it to get knotted!
It can't just be me, can it?