We have all been behind the person at the checkout that swipes their card and because the reader does not instantaneously change they swipe it again... and again... and again. More furious with every stroke. They stare bug eyed at the little screen a voice in their head muttering "work damn it, work".... Finally, after 3.2 seconds the screen changes but the delay has paralyzed the central nervous system and they are unable to decipher the message flashing on the screen."We live in an amazing, amazing world, and it's wasted on the crappiest generation of spoiled idiots." Via: Usually Barefoot Meg
GOOD GOD! What does it want of me?" the voice screams, all senses focused on the two by five inch plastic glazed pixels, hand trembling white knuckled on the stylus.
In eons past a person that entered this mode while hunting and gathering would have taken flight back to the cave, but to do so today would be to abandoned the fresh bagels and milk byproducts already safely tucked into the reusable hemp tote.
After what seems like an eternity the cashier breaks the icy silence, "You need to verify the total sir" her deadpan delivery knifes though the customers fog of war as she has done countless times over the course of the day...
Of course you or I have never done this.
Thx Steve
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