First of all, it is difficult to express
how much I hate this crappy store
plus facing so many sour looks.
Can only purchase a few things
because of all those stairs I must
climb getting to my apartment.
First I walk around in a trance
trying to find my few items.
Next comes the horrible part.
No matter how great my effort, it is
impossible to keep up with cashiers.
They rush us through like cattle.
The conveyor belt is too fast for words.
I just put my groceries out and they
are priced. Next comes my debit card.
Some places also want their special
store card. This is to take advantage
of their measly sales. Thrilling.
Where is my debit card? O there it is,
but it is hard to get the sequence of keys
right. How many people are behind me?
Of course, they would like me…
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