“Just take it, it’s free, just go! Have a nice day.”
Last week, I was in Target to buy some candy. Not for Halloween, for the candy bowls on my bookcase. I’ve talked about this before, I have candy on the bookcase by my door. People depend on that candy being there. If you think 10, 20 or 30 ghoul’d-up 8-yr-olds are scary, you should see a lawyer reaching into an empty bowl where Heath Bars should be.
I couldn’t find Heath Bars at Target.
I decided to check the aisle with the Halloween candy.
I found them.
I also found giant bags of Reese’s Peanut Butter Pumpkins. These are really Reese’s Peanut Butter Eggs and Footballs. It doesn’t matter. They have the perfect ratio of peanut butter stuff to chocolate. Then, I saw a “text ‘CANDY’ to Target and save $2” smartphone deal. I texted. I got a coupon. I didn’t know how to use it.
I have a point.
Not knowing how to use the $2 coupon ruled out my using the self-serve checkout.
That shouldn’t be a problem. Target has 18 checkout lanes. The problem is, they only have three cashiers.
I am lousy at choosing the best line. I never get that right. So, I picked one that didn’t look too bad and I made peace with my decision.
As the cashier was ringing up the final item of the people in front of the woman in front of me, she discovered that there was no price tag. No bar code. No nothin’. She was quickly informed that that item was the last of its kind. A soon to be extinct fluffy item, with no price. She called for a supervisor.
I gave quick consideration to switching lines. A quick right, scoot between the front and back station and I’d be at a cashier who was just finishing a sale. Then he called for a supervisor. As I pulled back into my line and reestablished peace with my decision, the elderly female customer at the register across from me started yelling at the clerk (who then called for a supervisor).
Three cashiers. All in panic mode. Customers backing up into Jewelry.
The supervisor arrived on the scene. She queried the male cashier first, because he had called her earlier with this same customer:
“What’s wrong now?”
“It’s still not taking the code.”
“Then it’s free. Take it. Put it in your bag and go!”
Then she turned her attention to the cashier in my line.
“What’s the problem here?”
“This is the last one of these and it doesn’t have a tag.”
“Then it’s free. Put it in the bag. Go, have a nice day!”
She zeroed in on the elderly woman across from me. This woman was on a tear. She had recently linked her credit card to her Target card but she wasn’t getting the promised discount.”
“I want this thing unlinked from my credit card.”
Note: this went on for a while.
“Just give her 5% off the sale. 5%. Now. Have a nice day.”
I didn’t know which one to use as a one-liner.
Also, since I used some of my Target photos in an earlier post, I’m including a group of somewhat random photos in the gallery below.
I know. One-line. Yeah, I blew it. But, my coupon worked. I saved $2.