Call me self-centered and old-fashioned, but I miss the days when I could go through a check-out line and the cashier or sales clerk focused on ME and made ME the center of the world.
Now, I'm lucky if I can get through a line and get a simple "hello" or a smile.
No, today's it's more common for me to come across some kid talkin' all their "Bizz-ness" on their cell phone.
"What he say?!?"
"Ah, no he didn'!! You tell 'is stinky ass 'at ya ain't takin' that sh** no mo!"
In her mind, she pays no attention to my evil eye as she drags my Kashi bars across the scanner. The tapping of my left foot grows louder as one hand rests on my hip and the other fiddles with my tie. She can carry on a conversation in warp speed about last night's drama at the hooka bar, but my mocha ice cream is in a melted mush and my grapes begin to ferment into wine because she's too darn slow to scan and sack my groceries. What's worse... the woman doesn't even bother to look up when my order is complete. She continues her chat on the phone as she waits for me to swipe my debit card.
And there it is in a moment. Another face-to-face transaction without any face-to-face interaction.
What has this come too?!?
Now, we can go to many stores and not even require any interaction with a cashier. The minimum wage worker is being successfully outsourced to a machine at do-it-yourself check out lanes. They're especially common in the store that talks a lot about rolling back prices.
Maybe they oughta roll back my bill for making me scan and sack my own groceries.
