|Where the Hell-o Kitty are the peeps and my dinner?|
This post is for the humans out there. I don't suppose many of the kitties will understand except the part where my dinner was late. Think of your biggest nightmare in the supermarket and I'm gonna one-up you.
Pop always spends time before the Saturday shopping trip loading digital coupons onto his card. The first thing that went wrong is they forgot to bring the list. Have you ever heard two little old people argue in the supermarket? Those people were my peeps, I'm embarrassed to say. Then came the checkout debacle.
Remember the little old couple on line in front of you; the ones who look completely helpless? You say to yourself "why can't these old bats shop during the week instead of on the weekend when working people shop?" Yeah, Pop used to always say that when he was younger. I guess he never thought that would be him although Pop IS working during the week. The weekend is the only time he has to shop.
|Do any of you guys know where the peeps are?|
Pop: I can't find my ShopRite card. *takes cards out of his wallet*
TW: Is it in your bag or pocket? Let me look. *makes a grab for Pop's wallet*
Pop: *dumping bag contents onto counter* It's not here. *finally hands TW the wallet*
TW: *looks through mess of a wallet* It's not here. I'll bet it's on your dresser.
Pop: I never put it there. *goes through jacket and pants pockets*
TW: Maybe they'll let us use our phone number. We have a lot of digital coupons that we need to redeem.
Pop: *starts giving the cashier our home number* Blah blah blah 1251.
TW: Say what? That's not our phone number. Where did you get that number from?
Pop: *looks surprised* Oh. That was my phone number a hunnert years ago. *starts to give number again and again gets it wrong*
TW: *recites number with Pop interrupting her with another wrong number*
After five tries and much confusion, the cashier says the number isn't in the system.
TW: Maybe you registered with your work number?
Pop: No. I wouldn't do that.
Time is ticking by. People are starting to move to other lines. TW is furious. Finally, Pop, in a fit of genius, holds up his i-bone with the digital card. I got it! *Cashier scans it.*
All is going well until one of the items they bought does not scan. It's not in the system. The cashier sends the bagger to check. Time is slowly ticking by.
Annoyed guy behind them in line: Maybe it's free.
TW: We don't want it if it isn't free.
They left it and finally paid for the rest of the order. I don't think they can ever go back to that cashier.
It took about a week for the peeps to check out. I'll bet your human would have loved to be on their line, wouldn't they? Do your humans have any funny stories from old bags ahead of them in the supermarket?
|It's about time you're home!|
Oh, when Pop got home, he remembered he'd taken the card out of his wallet when he needed his credit card to buy something online during the week. He threw it on the desk cos he thought it was an old card from another store. Good thing the peeps never throw anything away.