patrons of cub foods are slow. employees are slightly quicker. and i must appear in need of a bathroom; as my anxiety has me doing the pee-pee dance while i’m forced to wait.
i’ve never seen people move with such a lack of speed than today at the express lane. i, with my two boxes of snack crackers, stood watching this woman (of capable age and build) transport each item from one spot to another 1 foot away. then to the plastic satchel. it’s as if she was in the land of make-believe, and she was playing the part of a contstruction crane, lifting 25,000 tons of material around. and cranes, due to their immense size and load, do move slowly, but she was one bloody woman with a can of cream corn. the whole scenario had me questioning the concept of ‘express checkout’. her actions completely negated the ‘express’ part…ugh.
several photos/webcam-captures await; though they won’t be posted until wednesday night. so if you’ve been waiting patiently…continue to do so. it’s not like you’re holding your breath beneath the pool’s horizon : – P
listening to: in the z’s cd changer: creed – weathered, nickelback – silver side up | sinatra – my way | deltron 3030 | oldies mix | u2 – best of 80’s | u2 – best of 90’s