I Can Help The Next Customer

I’m in a massive line at the store. I’m next in line, but the person in front of me has a shitload of stuff.

A helpful clerk sees the mess and opens another aisle saying, “I can help the next customer.” Well, that’s me. However, the checkout counter has two sides- a right and a left. It is set up for people to come to the right side, but the left can be used as well.

As I am stepping over to her counter, this asshole from the very end of my line is sprinting to her counter, pushing people, with his partner in tow. He arrives right before me. They have a mountain of items in their cart which he starts throwing on the checkout counter. I am standing there on the other side with my one item, burning with rage.

Checkout girl waits until he stacks all of his shit on the counter, looks at me, looks at him, and says to him, “I’m sorry sir, you’re on the wrong side. You’ll have to go to the end of the line.” Which is now even long. I put on my biggest grin, made eye contact with him as long as possible, and loudly told the clerk how awesome she was.