Just give me the money and John Barrowman!

I think I need to change my tag again.

I like the Southern politeness thing. I've even (mostly) stopped rolling my eyes when I get called darling/hon/sweetie, which happens pretty frequently at work, too. Facilities is old school South, yo. I've had male coworkers (from outside my dept) come and carry recycling bins for me. That still makes me roll my eyes.

Tangentially, I wash my work dishes in a shop area heavily filled with Stereotypically Southern Guys and they frequently crack "jokes" when I'm back there. Today's winner - I was washing an oversized black coffee mug and got asked, "Gonna shave?" "What? Uh, no." "Probably good. Too big an audience." OH GOD EW STOP TALKING.

I've not much had that experience in checkouts and I've lived my whole life in the south. In fact, the only time I really can say it's happened is when it's a local rural store or neighborhood store, and then it's just catching up with neighbors.

I mean it's not something you're likely to run into at Kroger or Target or something.

I was overjoyed when my grocery store installed self-checkouts. Now I can get food without ever interacting with another human being!

I was overjoyed when my grocery store installed self-checkouts. Now I can get food without ever interacting with another human being!

Now if only my fellow shoppers would learn how to fucking USE THEM, I'd be golden.

You'll never fit in at the Beeb with that attitude. Hey, is it noon yet? Let's leave early and go to the pub!

Looks like I picked the wrong career to quit drinkin'.

Start up again if you get a job with the Beeb!

Just give me the money and John Barrowman! What the fuck is the matter with you?!

I think MM was eavesdropping on my brain today. Or, you know, most days.

On the other hand I like chatting with the people at Trader Joe's because they seem genuinely interested in whether I found everything and how my day is going.

Now if only my fellow shoppers would learn how to fucking USE THEM, I'd be golden.

I know! How are people so ... inept? And why do they seem determined to get in my way?

I feel airports should really be broken down into Traveler Types. I don't care if someone needs a lot of assistance and coddling, I don't. Just get out of my damn way. Give me self-serve kiosks and security lines where everyone knows the drill. Oh, and free wireless. But that's not really part of this point.

I've not much had that experience in checkouts and I've lived my whole life in the south. In fact, the only time I really can say it's happened is when it's a local rural store or neighborhood store, and then it's just catching up with neighbors.

Also, this. I mean, when I go to my local hardware store they have the same cashiers as when I was a carpenter over a decade ago, and they remember me. Which I think is very cool. And sometimes the cashiers at my coop will compliment something I'm wearing or something. And I've been known to get into conversations at the vintage store, or have a funny exchange at a coffee shop. But convenience or big box stores, nsm.

I feel airports should really be broken down into Traveler Types.

They are! Kinda. Haven't you seen the three lines that are like "Expert Traveler," "Regular Traveler," "Stupid Fucking N00b Traveler," or whatever?