Vons is a local grocery store that has been the location of a few ....interesting...encounters.
This is the latest:
A woman checking out in front of me is trying to figure out some sort of digital coupon, and a crusty old hag behind me is getting increasing grumpy and muttering under her breath about how ridiculous she finds it that she has to wait an extra 2 or 3 minutes. When the lady in front of me is leaving, the following conversation takes place:
HAG: *to cashier* "You really should have a separate line for people with coupons!"
ME: "Get ready, I have a bunch too" *I brandish my fat stack of coupons with a flawless spring flourish - see fig. 1)*
Fig. 1
HAG: "Ugh! They really should have a separate line to accomodate...**unintelligible harumph-ing**"
ME: "Don't act like you have anything better to do"
HAG: "I...I DO!"
ME: "You wouldn't be here if you did"
HAG: **stares haggedly**
Thus ended my latest Von's encounter.
