New Land Speed Record

I was late for work, made my grovelling apologies and got down to it.

Ten minutes later I'd lost my rag with a really really really stupid and deeply annoying customer. Her name is Marrilyn (yes, with two Rs, presumably her stupidity is genetic and inherited).

There she was at the check-out with two cans of the really really cheap (and almost certainly nasty) Cook In Sauce. For the uninitiated a Cook In Sauce is a jar (less cheap and nasty) or tin can (more cheap and nasty) of a sauce that when added to meat (and possibly other ingredients) and cooked creates some semblance of the dish the name of which the label bears.

These things are a cop out for those too proud to actually stoop to the frozen pre-cooked version or even, heave help everyone the canned version of the given dish. The necessity for combining ingredients and applying heat somehow assuages any guilt or sense of inadequacy that might otherwise be suffered.

One particular range is subject to an offer; she'd picked up one from the offer range and another outside the offer. She'd gone to the express lane, unfortunately then being worked by one of our premium grade shit-stirrers. They put their heads together and decided things weren't right. They were right. The offer had worked anyway and the customer had got the cheaper one free. She'd saved herself exactly the amount promised on the promotion literature.

She wouldn't shut up about the anomaly, the operator wouldn't shut up about the anomaly, I explained what had happened, they still wouldn't shut up, I had another go at explaining what had happened and how she hadn't been ripped off by us for the grand sum of 16 pence, the two still wouldn't shut up about it and drew the people behind her into the conversation, I changed the price of the more expensive item to the lower price, still the pair droned on, I had one more attempt at explaining what had happened and, as I stalked off she brought some people from the next door queue into the conversation.

She thinks I'm a rude bitch. I think she's a stupid bitch. She's a co-worker who had finished her shift and was on her way home.

That's sterling team work, eh?