See, what's doubly annoying is that usually he accidentally blocks the path past the checkout till because he leaves the trolley in it instead of putting at the end like I would. So normally I'm trapped by the conveyor belt unable to help with anything, but today I outwitted him & managed to be at the end, packing. Which meant that I wasn't free (as I would normally be) to shout, "HANG ON A MINUTE!" & run off to the wine section. Aaargh!
I've lost all respect for him. LTB seems to be the only option now. When I look at him, all I see is the free bottle of wine we could've had. Or a £10 note. shakes head sadly To think I regarded that man as my equal. Thank God we never had children: what would they have been like?
PS Correct, Errol. We could've added a bottle of wine and paid less than we paid today without the wine. Headdesk.