Monday, November 28, 2005

Never have I been so happy to hide behind bureaucracy.

A lady customer approached me at the self-checkout I was manning, carrying a bottle powdered instant breakfast.

"Can you buy this with food stamps?"

I checked on the computer and said no, you can't.

"Well, you should fix that, because I have this for breakfast every morning so it's food." She inflected the word you, as if I, personally, could effect the change.

"Oh ma'am, I don't make that descion."

"Well who does?" she said testily, looking around as if that person might be walking past at the moment.

"State of Idaho, Department of Health and Welfare"

She rolled her eyes, made an exasperated noise (somewhere between a sigh and a growl), and stalked off.

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