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Sunday, August 24. 2014
Please don't do this when there is a line of ten people at a busy Dunkin Donuts in Wellfleet at 9 am, as happened on Thursday:
A chubby short gal around 40 finally gets to the front of the line. Nice lady asks her for her order. "Let me think," as she scans the overhead menu which has been in full view of the line. She decides on the #8. OK. Then, "but can I have it on a croissant instead of a bagel?" Nice lady says OK. Then, "I want extra mayo on that too."
Everybody in line is now rolling their eyes.
Nice lady explains that DD has no mayo at all. Short gal takes time to express her disappointment in DD. I'm thinking "Does she think this is a restaurant?"
Then she has to decide on how she wants her coffee. Decides on cream and double fake sugar, of course, because only fat people and anorectics use fake sugar. The nice lady at the counter then rings her up.
For some women in lines, this requirement to pay always comes as a surprise. She starts rummaging through her bag to try to find her freaking wallet amongst all the crap in there, and has to go through her change purse too. (Ever notice how guys always have the money in their hands when they order?)
She doesn't say "Thank you." I think she is still pissed about the mayo.
Don't be like this.
I eventually got to order two small black coffees, and asked the lady for extra mayo with them, and got a good jolly laugh out of her. One of my jobs in life is to lighten the loads of service people.
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It was a wonderful weekend here in our home town, with Old Home Day taking place Saturday and great summer weather on Sunday. Not that the weather Saturday wasn't good, being in the upper 70's, but there was some...
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Oh yes,yes, yes! People like this need to be given a time out at the bottom of the Mariana Trench.
Be happy that DD does not sell lottery tickets. Being behind a seasoned lottery-ticket buyer with their own personal lottery ticket folio can try your patience.
Really, all I want to do is pay for my gas, instead I have to endure the lottery guy.
and, yes, I must go in to pay for my gas as I, as often as possible, try to buy from the place that sells real gas and not that ethanol crap. Especially when I'm also buying for yard equipment.
Yes. I have been behind that woman as well. I guess you can do that when you are the only person in the world that matters.
Yes, they are also the ones who go through the drive- thrus at fast food restaurants and special order every burger. It's one thing to ask for a "#3 combo, no mayo" but asking for bacon, extra pickles, and milk instead of soda, plus Timmy wants the special toy to be the raccoon super hero turns what should be quick into tedious. And they are always completely oblivious!
Oh boy these gals get on my nerves too! BUT, some of the white guys from out of state are just as bad!!
Have you been in line on a Saturday at Costco? Ever notice how much junk food is piled into those carts--you know the carts being pushed by those really obese gals wearing the stretchy pants! They are a bunch of real sweethearts also!
I don't go to DD, but if they're making some sort of sandwiches is it not normal to think they might have Mayo?
I mean Is there ketchup present? Mustard?
Or is it just dry crusts of bagel or croissant with something inside, in which case, why would anybody want it?
I wouldn't complain about somebody at Costco with a full cart. I'd complain about the person with the half full cart who then launches into exchanging those things for different, and a laundry list of things they couldn't find, will you please send runners.......
Do you even get the point, poseur? Or are you just trying to hi-jack the thread?
Bad as the fat lady!
Simple question: (not having been to DD)
Is it a sandwich or not?
Men keep money in their pockets/wallets. Women keep money in a purse. Very easy for a man to grab a wallet out of his pocket to pay. Not so quick for some women to find the wallet in a purse.
However, do you really want a woman to be waiting in line and fishing around in her purse for her wallet? That could leave people waiting also. Because if she's looking for her wallet while in line, she is not looking at the order board...and then you are stuck with the woman deciding on her order at the counter. But, hey, at least she has her wallet!
No one I know, walks into a Dunkin Donuts with money in their hand ready to go.
I carry my wallet in a purse, but I can find it without making the people behind wait an extra five minutes, in part because I'm thinking about fishing it out before they've finished ringing me up.
Oh, yeah, and figure out your coupons before you get to the cash register! And if you're using coupons, subjecting the customers behind you to the rigamarole of a check is a capital offense.
Look, I also get my wallet out of my purse in a few seconds after ordering, but I carry a pretty small purse. Some women do not. I was just trying to put out a defense for the\is idea: "Ever notice how guys always have the money in their hands when they order?"
I thought that was an unfair, blanket statement. Women and men carry money in different places. It can take more time & looking for a woman with a larger bag to find her money/wallet. I generally don't walk into Subway or wherever with cash in my hand. I can't imagine many people do. Especially those with more than one person in their party!
I see the point you are trying to make: our loss of a sense of obligation to be courteous to the stranger next to us. Yup--that's gone. What else is new?
No matter how many times they have shopped, women never have their money ready. I suspect they think everything will be free this time.
But for laughs try cycling behind two women walking on a path. Ring the bell and then watch the one on the right move to the left side and vice versa. I've seen it more than once.
For some women in lines Democrats, this requirement to pay always comes as a surprise.
There, I changed it to be more accurate.
Ah, the special case. When my husband was in merchandising a vendor took a group (plus spouses) to dinner at Morton's. His wife had to change something about every item she ordered, including demanding margarine for her baked potato. "Ma'am, we have butter. We don't have margarine." She pitched a fit to the embarrassment of everyone else at the table. It can happen anywhere.
I'm pretty sure that if the waiter said 'ok' and she ended up with butter, she wouldn't have noticed.
It's the guy or gal with a checkbook or credit card for a $2.50 order that gripes me. I haven't written a check at a store or restaurant in over 30-40 years and I almost never use a credit card or debit card. Doesn't anyone use cash anymore? What's worse is after waiting for them to write the check and hand it to the waiting cashier they then write in the amount in their check register and balance their checkbook before accepting their reciept and merchandise. Geeez.
That's a good point in many (most?) retail establishments, but these days there are a lot of places, e.g., McDonald's, where a card reader is right there for the customer, in which case swiping your card is faster than handing over cash and waiting for change.
I live in China in a city where there are KFC, McDonald's, Burger King, Starbucks, et cetera. It can take SEVERAL MINUTES for some women (always women) to make an order at one of these FAST FOOD establishments. They must have the menu explained (there ARE pictures ya know) and, as in the story here, they're ALWAYS surprised that they have to pay at the end, so they go looking for their little purse hidden inside the big purse for the means. I'm glad others can share in my frustration and eye rolling.
try going to the grocery to get a six-pack and standing in the express line behind a woman who is paying with stacks of pennies.