JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, PEOPLE

You scan the item.
Then, a screen comes up telling you to put it in the bag.
Then, you put it in the bag.
Then, you scan another item, and the process repeats itself.

YOU DO NOT SCAN THE ITEM, HOLD IT LOOKING DUMBFOUNDED WHILE THE SCREEN TELLING YOU TO PUT IT IN THE BAG SHOWS UP, WAIT FOR IT TO GO AWAY, GIVE UP AND PRESS "SKIP BAGGING," THEN PUT IT IN THE BAG, WHICH LOCKS THE MACHINE UP AND MAKES A CASHIER HAVE TO COME AND BAIL YOU OUT. YOU ALSO DO NOT DO THIS WITH EVERY SINGLE THING YOU SCAN.

JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, PEOPLE

Meanwhile...

Got my jacket back, (the part of me that still has faith in humanity thinks someone grabbed it by mistake yesterday and brought it back, but my brain tells me someone stole it and was stupid enough to wear it to work today and leave it on the same coat rack they stole it from) and I might be getting hooked up with a new job that starts out at like a buck more an hour, and could be as much as 30% less soul-draining than Wal Mart. Also, Bully is awesome.

Good times.

seriously, though, let me put it this way:

Saturday, I got so fed up with work that the only reason I even came back after going home for my lunch break was because I had left my jacket hanging back by the break room. And well, after today's events, THE FUCKING THING ISN'T THERE ANYMORE, IS IT?

I'm totally need to get some kerosene and burn that place down. Argh.

Reason I Need a New Job #1

I spent ten minutes today having a coworker explain to me why white people needed their own homeland.