Something has been vexing me since yesterday afternoon. I was in a rush and stopped by a Circle K to grab my hubby and myself a couple of drinks. There was one other person ahead of me, a towering snooty man.
I say snooty because every other words out of his mouth was "Why, thank you" or "You're a huge help, thanks!" No, just kidding it was, "See, your going to to this...AND this..." to the cashier. Not in a I'm-robbing-you-so-do-this kind of way, but rather an I'm-the-customer-so-do-as-I-say kind of way.
So, he gets multiples of everything. He has: juice, milk, candy bars, paper, and other small items in multiples of three. Not so bad you say? Well, he tells the cashier to put the items in separate bags. The cashier, complying better than I would, starts putting a single set of the items in bags (1 milk, 1 juice, 1 candy bar, etc). The guy says, "NO! I said in SEPARATE BAGS!"
By now, I decide to set the drinks on the register counter so the guy would get the hint. The cashier gives a perplexing look and says, "Uh...what?" I'm thinking the exact same thing. Then the cashier says, "One bag for everything, right?" The man says, "Yes, see, you're going to put one item in each bag." He does it.
I'm literally standing there with my jaw wide open thinking this is getting good. I wonder, should I ask him why all the bags? What's with the multiples of three? What's wrong with sorting it all out later? Do you really need separate bags?
I wonder several scenarios:
1. He needs to collect plastic bags.
2. He has a phobia of food/items touching other items.
3. He has to give people items in bags?
4. They're presents?
5. He's bored and causing drama.
I'm going with #2. Hubby agrees with #4.
This has been bothering me a lot, like a person's name you can't for the life of you remember or a face you can't place.
Your thoughts?
