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Speaking of Wal-Mart, a certain fellow who may or may not be wearing green long after St. Patrick's Day was grocery shopping there this morning and encountered a situation where there there were only two check-outs open; both express, and both considerably backed up with other cashiers walking around idle. Well this fellow, whom I won't name, pulled out his cell phone and called his wife. The conversation went something like this:
"Hello."
"Hi, honey, it's me. I just wanted you to know I'll be home soon."
"Okay."
"I said," he said a little louder, "I'm in Wal-Mart and I'll be home soon."
"I said okay."
Practically yelling into the phone now, he continued: "CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW? ... GOOD. I'M IN WALL MART, AND THERE ARE ONLY TWO REGISTERS OPEN, BOTH EXPRESS, AND EVEN THOUGH THE FELLOW AHEAD OF ME AND I BOTH HAVE CONSIDERABLY MORE THAN 20 ITEMS, WE'VE NO CHOICE BUT THAN TO CHECK OUT IN THE EXPRESS LINE."
"Why are you yelling?"
"I LOVE YOU TOO, BABE. SEE YOU WHEN I GET HOME. BYE HON!"
"Good bye!"
Shortly after I hung this individual hung up, a new register was opened. I think the fellow got a lecture when he got home, but I suspect he felt it was worth it.
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