You line up at the register and the person in front grabs the little divider and puts it down between orders even though there is a distinct foot or so of open belt between your groceries and theirs. I know the divider is there so the groceries don’t get mixed up and so the cashier can differentiate but seriously… if you see a 12 inch gap… odds are pretty good that that void space is the division between grocery orders. I am sure the cashier is wise enough to differentiate. The person who picks the divider up and lays it down is the dummy… perhaps they can’t differentiate or they just like to feel secure in “what is yours and what is mine”. Is the real estate really that important on the grocery belt? —Signs Signs Everywhere Theres Signs
This article appears in Mar 6-12, 2014.
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I put down the divider. I don’t want somebody else’s groceries touching mine man, it ain’t healthy. The divider is also a prompt to the person behind you to start putting their groceries on the conveyor belt. There are rules to putting your stuff through the register OP, you some kind of agitator? Some kind of anarchist?
Why the fuck would that even bother you OBidiot?
I fear for the future of mankind after reading this post. This isn’t a bitch as much as it’s a nasally, annoying whine of some drip who really thinks this matters. Do you also measure the space between your car and those parked near you? Do you carry a little measuring tape for such occasions? Sucks to be you.
The people who comment on this must have thought about it also because they have so many “reasons” why it is needed. I am just saying what you all are thinking.
Hardly the biggest problem the world faces, but I do find watching peoples’ behavior at the cash register interesting. Everything is perspective. You may have left a 12″ gap, but maybe the person in front of you was trying to free up space on the belt for people behind you. By putting the divider down you were free to move your groceries closer and let more people able to put their items down.
the divider is a courtesy device you idiot. it’s there so the person behind can put their groceries on the belt instead of waiting for your highness to be finished.
also one less thing for the busy cashier to have to monitor, your 12 inch gap disappears when the cashier moves the belt if there is an item at the ‘stop’. everything piles up.
talk about tinfoil hat thoughts….
You have way too much faith in the abilities of the cashiers. After having my groceries rung in with the order for the person ahead of me, or having the person behind me have their items rung in with mine, several times and all due to not having the divider down, I’ve learned my lesson. Now I put a divider in front of, and behind, my items. But this point has been moot for me for years now, as I only use the self checkout option since it has been available…mostly to avoid idiots like you.
A cashier being wise? I will laugh all day over this one. I was in a grocery store and the little fucker working the checkout tried to locate a barcode on the ”little divider” to scan the fucking thing.
Self-checkout for me! These imbeciles cannot properly bag items even when they are placed on the belt together with other like items. FUCK!
It’s little things like that that can slowly get to you….
especially when you see them ALL THE TIME.
My little grievance is the morons who feel the need to pull the stop bell on the bus because they want to get off at a terminal.
THE BUS WILL ALWAYS STOP AT TERMINALS…. that’s kinda what makes them TERMINALS.
Every day I look for the idiot who thinks they have to get that bell rung beforehand and I just shake my head.
Minor, I know… but a grievance none-the-less.
This is how it goes down. Most of the belts advance automatically until the item reaches the cashier. So you don’t put a divider between your order and the next order. Most cashiers arent the brightest, lets face it. So, cashier grabs your last item – say a carrott. The belt starts to advance. Cashier scans the carrott top to bottom looking for a bar code. Meanwhile, the next grocery order is slowly advancing towards the register. Cashier finally gets Mavis at the next register over to call out the code for the carrot. Cashier punches it in and bags your carrot. Meanwhile, totally oblivious to the fact that your order on the belt ended and the next order is waiting to start. S/he grabs an item from the next order and scans it in to yours, since there was nothing there to indicate that the order was different. You point this out, probabally with a bitchy attitude, and then the cashier has to track down Donald, the Front End Manager with the “key” to click his magical key and over ride the item, or whatever the fuck they do with it, taking up caluable time that no one has time for.
This is why you take the two seconds to throw down that f’ing divider and get over yourself.
I’d argue against the ‘cashiers are dumb’ suggestion, and offer that they truly do not give a fuck. Nor do any more than a few of the dozens of employees I’d bet. Why should they really? They don’t love it, you don’t love it- a conveyor belt whips other peoples stuff at them all day long and they move it for minimum wage. This is not a pleasant interaction for anyone. Don’t complicate it. Plus, people are possessive with food. It keeps them alive and costs money. No one’s at the grocery store to make sure you feel your space is respected/or not or whatever it is you’re actually complaining about.
I feel bad for the cashiers having to pretend to be happy to see any of you fucks.
You must complain to just about anything, right? Are you the type who would die if complaining was against the law? You sound like most everyone who lives in HRM.
Yours truly.
OB is so important they only want 1 or 2 people to have items on the belt. Let’s leave a big empty space just to be difficult!
Great comments folks. It helps to get others perspectives. Thanks.
zZzedward Hyde,
I used to think people who pulled the stop bell for a terminal were nuts, until my bus didn’t stop at the terminal. Then it happened again on another bus…. then it happened to my boyfriend on a different bus as well. What the shit? I’ll still never ding it for a terminal, but I will never again judge those who do.