I was in Walmart today. And by that first sentence you are probably saying, “well it was Walmart I’m sure you deserved it for shopping there.” Anyway I was in Walmart picking up Colgate, Saran Wrap and picture hangers and went to the 15 items or less check out line. A woman of a certain ethnicity was the cashier. She saw me, switched off her light and told me she was closed. I then moved over to the other 15 items or less line and proceeded to wait my turn.
A woman came up behind me, of the same ethnicity of the cashier and the cashier told her she would check her out.
Perhaps the cashier was unimpressed by the items I was purchasing or perhaps the Carolina sun made me sweaty and unpleasant to check out but somehow I think not.
