But you're depriving that individual of the rush and potential elation. ;DEvery time you have to go into the gas station you're stuck behind an idiot that's like-
"Yeah uhhhh, gimme two of those scratch offs, one of those...one of the lucky 7 ones...five of those, wait no, just three of those, and then another of the first one [furiously starts scratching at the first ones] Ugh damn, no winners...give me another two of those. [more scratching] Damn. Oh I won a dollar. Can I redeem that now? Great. Now can I put it toward a pack of the Marb special blacks? No not those ones. To the left. Left. No, down. Right....up...yeah, those. And a pack of dip. You know, the mint one. Left, left, yeah that's it. And then two black and milds. No not those ones, the other ones. Yeah...umm...can I get another of the lucky scratchers?"
I've always been tempted to tell them "Hey asshole, how about you give me the $100 you're about to waste on that stupid shit, we all save 20 minutes and someone actually gets something out of this ****ing transaction."
I was next in line and an elderly woman walked up with a bottle of water, 1 bottle of water. It was hot, I was in no rush, and she looked to be 100 years old so I let her go in front of me. Apparently this place kept all the EBT items behind the counter. She asked for one of everything. Took forever. Then, the cashier recognized that they had their only ebt card reader on the other register. She had to switch to the other register. At this point, a line was forming behind me. Maybe 5, 6 people. Once everything was sorted and bagged, I was expecting her to shuffle off, turn to all of us, smile, say thanks for your patience and waddle off on her geriatric way. Instead, after all of this, she asks for two cartons of Marlboros and pays cash. I lost my shit. "You know maybe if you quit smoking all of us (motion to people in line) wouldn't have to pay for all your ****ing food."
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