I have answer this inquiry.
OK, Rainbow Foods, Columbia Heights, Minnesota.
I put my groceries on the movable deal. The dude who is tallying up my stuff, is on a cell phone, speaking some dialect, maybe “Pakistani?” all the while, I’m waiting for my total. Get this? OK, Three entries, crass that damn scanner, charged me the wrong price. Sound familiar? But, wait, “He’s” the one in charge. So, in my humble way, I attempt to pass it off as another “thing” that is America. So, a dude, volenteer, if you will, is quickly bagging my groceries into two nice paper bags before I have the chance to enlighten this sweet gent, THAT IT IS RAINING outside!! Wet, water, H2O!! I ride the bus. Excuse me!! but, paper bags and water, with cans of groceries don’t mix. So, I speak up and say, Please, plastic here. OK? Wooo, shouldn’t of said that, the damn “manager” shows up and gives me the “Backside” schtick. Am I wrong?
or are you all making your own bags filled with my discust?
Pardon, I’ll bag my own, thank you.
When is the next bus coming?
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