The cashier in Sainsbury's today served the gentleman in front and then stopped serving whilst she blew her nose many times, coughed hackingly and loudly discussed her cold with cashier next door. Then she held up her horrid sopping hanky by the corners, looked at it, refolded it carefully (I presume in order to try to find a drier bit) and blew her nose again. At this point I mumbled something about having "forgotten loads of things" and took all my shopping off the belt and scuttled off
Is it just me that does not want someone with such an obvious cold handling my fruit and veg?