I bought a party-sized dip for me and my wife...was shamed by cashier.

We had a little snow storm Saturday night so i decided to get some snacks for me and the wife. I grabbed a container of Helluva Good French Onion Dip in the party size. I get to the register and the cashier...who is a miserable lady...says, "Oh having a big snow party?" as she looks at my big container of dip. I say no and it's for my wife and I. She then says, "That's a lot of dip for two people." I didn't say anything and I left the store wondering if I should have filled that express lane with uppercuts. Thoughts??????

 

Sue for butt hurtness.

You have my support.

 

I'm watching this as soon as i get out of work...I liked it regardless so it better be good!!!!!!!

 

That's a lot of dip for two people

 

The dip wasn't spicy...oh I see what you are saying never mind.

 

was the cashier overweight & have glasses?

 

It's an underappreciated classic. It put Aidan Quinn on the map, one of the most underrated villain performances of the 80s.

 

It wasn't for one sitting!!!!!!

 

I don't blame you for being upset. I would be very upset too if someone said that to me. I'd probably go home and be so upset I'd finish the tub of dip on my own

 

actually, now that I think about it, she wanted an invite.

 

Sounds like a miserable cunt. Should have at least given her one good uppercut. Other than that I wouldn't give to much thought though. The world is filled with enough miserable people as it is.

 

She was thick and was wearing a jacket inside. She had glasses and they had the cord in case they fell off her face.

 

I got a second smaller tub and ate a large portion. I was in my feelings as the children say.

 

I've gotten weird comments from cashiers before:

1) You shouldn't drink so much diet soda, it gives you cancer
2) Don't you know that rawhide is terrible for dogs
3) I can tell someone is single (when buying a shit load of Lean Cuisine frozen dinners on sale)

This one has nothing to do with my purchases:

Since I live in a city that is predominantly South Asian (and I'm brown), cashiers will almost always start speaking to me in Hindi or Punjabi, particularly at Walmart/Freshco. When I tell them I only speak English, and that I'm not from India, I get so many dirty looks and comments about being white washed.

 

What are they expecting you to do???? Put the things you were buying back? It's nuts to me that our society sees it as appropriate to voice their opinions on a stranger's purchases.

 

There are degrees of sorrow by which we can tell where one is at. If a man a man finishes a small tub of dip with veggies, he is morose. If he finishes it with as spoon, he's given up on life.

 

I used crackers...am I good?

 

"SO ARE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUU, YOU CASHIER."