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[derxa]

I suffer from irrational supermarket checkout rage. I especially hate people who stand there and slowly replace their card in their purse. I don't mean elderly people either.

I know derxa wasn't really a dig at you, although I accept it looked like it. Just wanted to point it out really.
If it's any consolation, there are things that aggravate me too. At the moment it's drivers doing 40 in town and out of town. So 40 in a 30 zone and 40 in a 60 zone. In a week it'll be tourists driving at 10mph admiring the scenery forgetting that locals have lives with which they need to continue.

Cuts both ways though, doesn't ut, OrangeOwl? Those who are faffing (some apparently deliberately and gleefully) have no clue about what's going on in the lives of the people behind them.

The world's just a slightly nicer place if we all think about how what we're doing affects other people. Then we might see a little more reciprocal understanding.

JassyRadlett I totally agree

The ones I hate are those, who even though they are behind you, seem to think they can get served first. Thet Stand too close while you are unpacking, then almost try to push past you while you are paying.

The ones who give me the rage are the people who get to the point of paying, look surprised and then start patting themselves down looking for their wallet. Unless it's their first time in a supermarket, they must have seen that coming, surely?

I once got stuck behind a woman in Waitrose who was having a massive go at the cashier because she couldn't use her money-off vouchers.

They were Tescos money-off vouchers. She demanded to see the manager and everything. Apparently all supermarkets were owned by the same people anyway, so they had to take them because she knew her consumer rights.

I generally try to queue behind a woman with ten small children, if one happens to be at hand. They want to pay and get out of there as quickly as humanly possible. There will be no faffing...

Oh yes, and the pushy queue-ers who are right on top of you when you're trying to enter your pin. I usually stop, turn round and stare at them until they shuffle backwards, muttering and glaring.

Dawn.hello!...I used to buy my DH a pasty occasionally...so picture the scene...busy seaside village...lloonngg queue, but moving.. I want one pasty, know which one I want and I have the money ready, I'm nearly there...person in front then says to pasty seller...9 pasties please...assistant then says which type...lady in front then shouts to 8 people outside shop...what pasties do you want..they've got steak, chicken...oohh they've got chicken tikka our Margeret!....I am normally so calm but this used to me off so much...If you've been in a queue for that long, surely you've worked out what you want?? Write it down before you go in the shop... please!

I was waiting in a queue at the Doctors the other day. One person at the desk, one before me and one after me. I needed a form off the Receptionist.

The woman behind kept trying to catch my eye and kept bumping me, but I was patiently waiting my turn. After about 5 minutes of huffing and puffing and invading my personal space I was about to say something. She then did a huge sigh and stomped off to use the Self Check in touch screen and went to take a seat and wait for the Doctor.

What a sad world you live in if you get this irrationally angry at having to wait an extra couple of minutes at the pay point, in order to let someone else put their purse away.....how about you allow yourselves a little more time to give your blood pressure a break?

And you would have loved being behind me the other day....I had £17 in money off coupons and the lovely assistant scanned every one, all the whilst chatting to me and to the lady behind. Actually, it couldn't have been one of you lot behind me, because I apologised to her for taking so long and she smiled and said it was no problem....that money was better in my purse, and if that caused an inconvenience to someone because they had to wait a little longer, well that's not my problem, I'm afraid!

And I've just spotted another one from DawnDonna. I clearly need to examine my levels of Rage right now

We have a combination of 20,30, 50 and 60 mph roads between us and everywhere I need to go. About half of the local population seem to have decided 40 is the optimum speed. No matter what the limit is. So they're quite happy to belt through the 20 zones at double the speed limit, but then trundle along at 20mph under the limit on the main road.

Why? Why?

However, people who drop litter send me skywards......absolutely flaming!

My hands don't work very well so sometimes I'm that slow person! I don't mean to be but if they don't work, they don't work. Doesn't help if I've had a huffy person behind me so I've just chucked my card into my bag (not purse) with the plethora of tissues, receipts and food reminents given to me by small child.
But as I know it takes me longer I do try to prepare I do apologise to people too. But in the voice of Mr Bull "it takes as long as it takes"

YABU - hate, enraged

Not just neurological conditions, arthritis is not just an old persons disease either.

I have hypermobility syndrome, my hands don't always work well, especially in the colder weather. I can struggle to open my purse, to get coins or grip my card to pull it out. I look normal, my hands look reasonably normal so I could well be one of those people you are huffing about.

Online shopping is the solution surely - for both the impatient - and for those who find getting their card out, packing etc difficult. And avoids taking kids who would rather be anywhere else than a supermarket.

For me there is a special place in hell for the checkout operator who starts putting the stuff through before the person in front of me has gone. I always say, could you wait until that lady/gentleman has gone please. Even if said lady/gentleman is annoying me by being excruciatingly slow, but the checkout operator should wait. Always. (Unless you are in Lidl or Aldi perhaps, but I don't have one of those near me).

Self scan - well maybe for a small shop. But be careful not to have something unexpected in the bagging area. Or alcohol. Or something that doesn't weigh very much. Or something that doesn't seem to weigh the right amount. Or a screwed up £5 note to pay with which won't go in the slot. Etc Etc.

As for getting your card out when you've been in the queue for 5 minutes - well yes. But if you've got the basket in one hand and your bag in the other where does the third hand to get card out of purse come from? And yes you can put the basket on the floor but then the queue moves and I don't like kicking the basket along the floor.

DH is a receipt folder. Nice, even creases, perfect size, carefully placed in the 'folded receipt' section of his wallet. This has to be done even if your wife and children are clutching five bags each while they wait.) He does move away from the pack 'n' pay area though.

It used to drive me mad, until I realised that he pays this same careful attention to detail in all areas . So now I just smile benignly and thank my lucky stars.

One of the joys in life is to be silently enraged by the everyday behaviour of those around us. It's very soothing.

I find conveyor belt faffers fine. The ones that drive me batty are the ones who watch all their food being scanned and then look surprised when the cashier asks for money and start looking for their purse.

I am very sorry I'm a purse faffer i didn't realise folk were shaking with rage behind me

My DH drives me batty. He has this thing about trying to find the exact money. So if it's something like £23.67 he gets his wallet out for the notes, then goes through his pockets for the change, then asks me 'do you have a 10p or 2p' so I have to check. I don't so he then goes back to his wallet...

It's a good job I love him.

I now take the time to put my card and wallet away safely after one time when my partner rushed me away due to the queue and I had dropped my wallet on the floor rather than in my bag so we lost over €200.

(First day of holiday and hadn't yet got the room safe arranged as we had no €cash when we checked in and hotel wouldn't take a card).

My hard earned money is worth more than someone else's lack of patience.

Online shopping is the solution surely - for both the impatient - and for those who find getting their card out, packing etc difficult

I already online shop, but when I need a bottle of milk and loaf of bread sadly they won't deliver.

But why should people with difficulties online shop to appease a few impatient sods?

Ha! OP, I'm with you - and I'm Pagwatch, I share your battiness - but it gives me an unwarranted sense of intellectual superiority to glare at the faffers.... I live in Amsterdam and what REALLY winds me up is people who just STOP in front of you to take out a map; seriously, can't you find a side road or somewhere and then consult? "Inconsiderate pedestrianism" is my first-world problem.... And yes, I know....

Oh good grief.
This is why people use lighthearted isn't it?

My son has SN. My mother is elderly and I implore her to make sure she has put things away safely.

I also smile benignly at people faffing because I know there might be a reason but it is still possible to be aware that sometimes they are just irritating people like my dh and would benefit from a trolley up their bum.

Oh yes, Brain. I work in a tourist-infested bit of central London and never cease to be amazed by those who think the very middle of the busy pavement is the ideal spot for a bit of map reading.

I save most of my ire for French schoolchildren, though. Having carried out extensive research over the last decade, French schoolchildren are possibly the rudest and least considerate group on earth.

Another reason I don't get my purse out till the last minute is that I don't want it nicked whilst I'm packing my shopping as fast as I can. Round my way purses and bags get snatched quite frequently and the supermarket security people aren't famed for their chasing abilities.