Woman in the Isle
The time of patience growing short had long since passed as the only line open at the local Wal-Mart reached somewhere in the 12-15 person range. At the hold up, a somewhat larger and more elderly woman wearing a dark blue dress patterned with small pansy flowers, leans over to inspect a package. After several revolutions she still has as of yet not found a barcode. Her effort to produce the requested barcode had failed. The cashier reached for the phone to call for a price check. The fears of everyone in line had been confirmed, the waiting had only truly begun.
*Poof* Enter Common Sense Man next to the woman eliminating any personal space boundaries which might have previously existed.
“Hello! Woman, would you stop looking?!? It’s obvious there isn’t a barcode on that package! No matter how many times you spin that little package around, a barcode isn’t going to magically appear! These people have been waiting in line a long time as it is. Give it up! You don’t need another one of those anyway, your house is full of them.”
Just as the woman’s face began to look puzzled over how this strange man wearing a cheap superhero outfit would have known any of the contents of her house, a few people in line had something to say.
“Say… You trying to cut?!”
and another,
“Hey, just because you come in here and try to speed up the line doesn’t mean you can just cut in front of us! We’ve been here a long time already!”
“Yeah” “Yeah” “Yeah, that’s right!” Several others chime in with agreement.
In typical mob fashion, the people closest to him reached for him and grabbed him. In their attempt to rid the line of the unwanted excess ‘customer’, they accidentally underestimated the scrawny white guy’s weight and threw him too hard. His scrawny body plowed hard enough into the candy boxes at the end of the lane to cause a significant amount of candy bars to spill across the floor.
*Poof* Exit Common Sense Man.
The Manager, attracted by the calamity, walks by and noticed the candy spilt onto the floor. “You people are going to have to clean that up if you ever think your going to get to get out of here.”
People- “But we didn’t do it, it was that scrawny pale white dude with the stupid superhero outfit on… he was just here a second ago”
The manager replied, “Yea and I suppose you think the Jolly Green Giant works in the produce department. Get down and get busy.”
People- “Yeah, where did he go? Poof, and he was gone- just like that!”
Manager- “argh, people….”
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May 22nd, 2005
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