Yeah, I don't want to encourage scofflaws who will inevitably be in front of me when I'm in a hurry.
Spike: At least give me Wesley's office since he's gone. Angel: He's not gone. He's on a leave of absence. Spike: Yeah, right. Boo-hoo. Thought he killed his bloody father. Try staking your mother when she's coming on to you! Harmony: Well…that explains a lot.
'Destiny'
Natter 36: But We Digress...
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
bon bon - Jun 28, 2005 11:45:42 am PDT #5205 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
Jesse - Jun 28, 2005 11:46:22 am PDT #5206 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Not if you have a doorman, but otherwise you do.
There was a woman who worked for Fresh Direct in one of my classes last semester, and it was fascinating.
sarameg - Jun 28, 2005 11:46:33 am PDT #5207 of 10001
Ten is not that express to me!
Oh it so is. I think you are warped by NYC-style shopping. Out here where there are plastic burbias nearby, even 20 items is express. Especially compared to that person with 2 teetering full carts over there.
Mr. Broom - Jun 28, 2005 11:46:52 am PDT #5208 of 10001
"When I look at people that I would like to feel have been a mentor or an inspiring kind of archetype of what I'd love to see my career eventually be mentioned as a footnote for in the same paragraph, it would be, like, Bowie." ~Trent Reznor
Depends on the checker. And the quantity. I've certainly seen it go both ways.Or the store. Target registers are built not to ring up items by quantity, for issues of inventory control and, surprisingly speed. As someone who's been a cashier, it's faster to scan them individually for quantities under, say, ridiculous.
Aims - Jun 28, 2005 11:47:10 am PDT #5209 of 10001
Shit's all sorts of different now.
I will sneak into a second movie in a multiplex with no problem, but I won't go over in a checkout line. It makes ethical sense IN MY HEAD.
This totally cracks me up!
Jesse - Jun 28, 2005 11:47:24 am PDT #5210 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Nah, they just count through the bag.
I'm saving plastic! The environment!
This is a tough call. I never buy more than one or two lemons or limes, so I dunno.
Allyson - Jun 28, 2005 11:47:33 am PDT #5211 of 10001
Wait, is this real-world child support, where the money goes to buy food for the kids, or MRA fantasyland child support where the women just buy Ferraris and cocaine? -Jessica
Who here has ever apologised to the checker, other shoppers, or both for being over the limit?
Last week the checker called me over to the express lane because no one was in her line, and I was in a long one. I had a basket full o' crap, and said I was over, but she made the universal sign of not giving a shit about the rules, the raised eyebrow followed by, "eh."
Of course, as she was checking the stuff some one got in line behind me and huffed.
And in my head I was screaming, "TOTALLY NOT MY FAULT!"
But I just ignored the person because I wasn't feeling at all apologetic.
This was a long useless story brought to you by the letter "P" for "procrastination."
bon bon - Jun 28, 2005 11:47:52 am PDT #5212 of 10001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
I will sneak into a second movie in a multiplex with no problem, but I won't go over in a checkout line. It makes ethical sense IN MY HEAD.
Well, if you're a Kantian, it's not consistent, but if not, sneaking into a movie doesn't quite have the same externalities as making someone wait.
Katie M - Jun 28, 2005 11:48:06 am PDT #5213 of 10001
I was charmed (albeit somewhat perplexed) by the fannish sensibility of many of the music choices -- it's like the director was trying to vid Canada. --loligo on the Olympic Opening Ceremonies
Recently, the only time I'm in the Express Lane is when I'm doing the check yourself out thing at Sav-a-Center. Which I love.
Self checkout! Self checkout rocks. Except for the part where they switched around the machines at my local one so you can't type in the name of your wacky unstickered vegetable anymore, you have to cycle through lists looking for the right one.
I figure that's because we've got a big Spanish-speaking population here and they don't want to make correct selection depending on English spelling skills, but still. Annoying.
Jesse - Jun 28, 2005 11:48:42 am PDT #5214 of 10001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I totally had that recently, too, Allyson! It's like when you go in the men's room (when it's a one-holer and there's the inevitable line for the women's) and come out to men waiting. Oops.