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Originally Posted by Dr Winston O Boogie jr
So yesterday we went and picked up a few things at Sam's Club. My first pet peeve is that Sam's treats all of their customers as theft suspects. I hate that I have to wait in line for an employee to pretend to check the amount of items in my basket against my receipt. One of these days, I am just going to go around the line and not show my receipt and see what happens. I believe that they have no recourse except to come out to the parking lot and accuse me of stealing something, in which case I could tell them to call the police. Since they have no probable cause to stop me, I don't believe that they would even bother to stop me. I don't believe that the would call the police nor do I believe that the police would respond.
The second thing is a huge pet peeve of mine. Once we finally get "frisked" by the employee, we are about to go through the door to go on with our day and a guy in front of the person in front of us has stopped dead in his tracks just outside the door and is checking his receipt, making it impossible for the people behind him to get through the door.
People seem to have no idea of their surroundings. This guy was clueless that there were people behind him.
This is really dangerous when people do it at the bottom or top of an escalator. I've had it happen to me many times.
Are people really this dense?
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Very tempting to just leave, they won't call the police but they would probably revoke your membership. In that vein, they do the same thing at BJs in NY---except here the checker is an 80 year old patient whom I have literally saved his life three times. yet he is obligated to check each item, like I'm trying to steal a box of crackers.
The people who stop dead in their tracks are annoying, as are the people who park their carts side by side and have a conversation in the middle of the aisle. Better yet are the drivers who stop in the middle of the road to have a conversation---a phenomenon no longer confined to Brooklyn. In the old days, a honk of the horn would only buy you an obscene gesture and continued talking, today I'd be afraid of eating a bullet.
But most annoying to me is the 300 pound person who gets on the 10 item express line with 35 items, then whips out an EBT card to buy their cookies and potato chips. Then she pulls out a checkbook to pay for the cigarettes, alcohol and lottery tickets, but wants cash back necessitating a manager call. At the same time her 6 kids are running wild touching everything, and the 300 pound twin behind me keeps bumping her cart into my rear end. Someday that person behind me might end up with her entire cart dumped over her head, except that would mean I would have to pay for her food twice.