There was a woman buying groceries in front of me. Her son was helping her bag. She was still gathering her things when the cashier rang up my bread. The woman's son puts MY bread into a bag. WTF?
I yelled "Hey that's mine!"
That's when I realized that the guy who I thought was the woman's son was not her son, but the A&P bagger.....
I apologized as much as I could. I felt like such an ass.
From what I've heard from my wife during her time working at Shoprite, this is very minor. At least you weren't throwing grapes at the cashier.
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