I’m working the express checkout lane (ten items or less) during a rush. My customers are parents, and they have their young child place a large bag of coins on my counter.
Customer: “Now, count out your allowance for the nice lady.”
So, I’m just standing there watching while this kid counts out a few dollars’ worth of pennies and nickels.
I keep making more and more exaggerated and dramatic attempts to look at the line as it’s getting longer, but these oblivious idiots are just focusing on their son, saying things like:
Customer: “No, son, it’s a hundred pennies to a dollar. Round them into ten groups of ten.”
Me: “Would you prefer if I counted the coins for him?”
Customer: “No, this is how he learns about the real world.”
Next Customer: “She wasn’t asking you, she was asking us! Yes, we’d all very much prefer if you counted the coins for him!”
Customer: “How rude! If you had kids, you’d understand that—”
Next Customer: “—I have kids, and got them to learn coins and counting at home when it didn’t waste everyone else’s time! Now pay up now, or move aside so we can all get through the express lane! You know, the lane that’s supposed to be fast?!”
One of the parents, more embarrassed than the other, just swipes his card and moves his family along. I don’t know who looked more relieved, the next customer, me, or the poor kid!
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