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This
week’s blog was prompted by the ever lovely and perky Chris Ranft. So blame
her.
I
love being able to self-checkout at the store. Usually. It’s so much faster to
do it myself and I never feel like I’m being judged by buying Twinkies, Cap’n
Crunch cereal and bacon at the same time. Of course, I’m now at the age where I
don’t give a rip what other people think of my purchases. Yes, I’m getting a
ton of junk food, but do you see that bag of salad alongside? Salad is very
healthy…get off my back! The biggest annoyance about the self-checkout is you
can’t buy booze there. You have to go through a regular line. Also, if you’re
buying cough syrup, Nyquil, spray can glue or White-out, you need someone to OK
it. *sigh*
And
this would have been the ideal situation when I was a young teen and had to buy
“female products” and pray that the checker wasn’t a guy. I would get SO
embarrassed. Once again, though, I don’t care now what people think when I have
to go through the line and have Metamucil, Depends, Ex-lax, and hemorrhoid
cream at the same time. AND FREAKIN’ ZIT SALVE BECAUSE I STILL GET ZITS!!! Got
a couple on my chin as I write this! Right next to that beard hair that I
plucked earlier…*sigh*
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