Knittah, Please!

i’d be eternally grateful if someone can explain it all to me. tell me why/how people can be so ignorant.

tonight i went to best buy to do a little holiday shopping. at the checkout counter, i handed the nice enough (albeit ignorant) young man my reuseable bag. you’d think i’d handed him a two-headed rubber snake. he was totally confused.

sidebar: i thought i had this deal down. at the grocery store, i’ve learned to avoid the ummm…more mature cashiers, opting to stand in a longer line with a younger cashier. as ageist as it sounds, the older ones have generally been using 28 plastic bags for the same amount of groceries that will comfortably fit in two envirosax. (runon sentence, anyone?)  when i do convince them i really am crazy enough to want my groceries in the bags i’ve brought, they insist the meat will somehow penetrate its plastic containment and migrate through the tube, thereby contaminating my toothpaste, or something. i’m not sure what they fear, but it always ends the same. coming home without having added to the slaughter of a hundred plastic bag trees (or whatever), i have to assert myself. i’m quite sure i’m the topic of discussion around many after-work dinner tables. the insane redhead who will be brushing her teeth with meat-poisoned toothpaste for weeks. if only she’d not been such a bitch, i could have saved her!

back to the nice young man at best buy. he checked out my dvds, reluctantly placed them in my weirdo bag, then all but dived head first into my purse to retrieve the receipt i attempted to place in it. “keep that out!” he insisted. “they may want to see it at the door. they do that when something looks unusual.” 

my next stop was barnes and noble, where i generally find the bookringeruppers to be on the hip/nerdy side. qualities i admire in people in general. can you see where this is going?

sidebar again: i’m not a kid. i’m 51 years old. natalie says there’s still a lot of hippie in my soul, and she’s probably right, but the leftover hippie likes italian shoes, 600 thread count sheets and her iPhone. the salespeople who are the subject of this rant ranged in age from about 19 to 25. why am i more environmentally conscientious? for whom am i trying to save this planet? a bunch of youngins who don’t care? it’s very nearly 2009, people.  wtf???

meanwhile, back at b&n, i handed over my books, giftie items, membership card (the best $25 i’ve spent in ages) and…wait for it…

another envirosax.

youngish bookseller was confused. she looked for a price tag.i explained the situation to her. she said my bag is so cute.i thanked her.  she asked if i was sure i wanted my purchases in the bag. i assured her, yes, i am indeed THAT crazy.

this is where i want to scream, “WHY DO YOU THINK I GAVE IT TO YOU, DUMB ASS?” but i did not. i am calm. i am in the right.

i then told her it was ok, people often look for the price tag, and then related the best buy story.

one of her coworkers, who apparently could not mind her own beeswax and was also stupid, said, “they do that. they will want to see your receipt when the buzzer goes off.”

i explained the buzzer did not go off. i was not even at the door yet. this occured at the cash register.

she then said, and i quote, “well, they do that when they see something weird “

then i did it. i got pissed off. i lifted my bag, looked her right in the redlipstickthatmadeherteethlookyellow face and said, “this  is  not  weird. the word you meant to use is RESPONSIBLE”.

then i hairflipped out of the store.

mature? maybe not, but i, for one, am OVER THESE IDIOTS!