You’ve filled your trolley. You’ve mentally prepared for the total. Now you face the great dilemma: self-checkout or human cashier?
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Self-checkout is a game of chance. Sometimes it beeps at you for no reason. Other times, it asks for help because you breathed too loud. “Unexpected item in bagging area”—the horror.
Human cashiers, though? They’re legends. They scan like lightning and always ask, “Did you find everything okay?” I love them. They deserve a raise.
The Little Extra Surprises
One time, I found a random pile of pumpkins in the middle of July. I stood there, confused, for a solid minute. Was it a sign? A mistake? A prophecy?
Also, the clothing section is surprisingly decent. You can grab a pack of socks and a giant bag of crisps in one trip. That’s efficiency, people.
