For the umpteenth time, the security sensor went off as I exited Wal Mart.
For the first time, I kept walking.
"Sir! I need to see your receipt!"
Keep walking.
"Sir! I need to see your receipt!"
Wave it in the air, "Here it is, can't you see it?" keep walking.
"Sir! I need to see your receipt!"
Stop, "Here! Happy?"
"Thank you, sir, shop at Wal Mart again soon."
"Thank you, asshole."
"Thank you, sir, shop at Wal Mart again soon."
I sure hope greeter man didn't like being called an asshole, because I sure don't like being called a thief. Their damned counter clerks routinely screw up the arduous task of "wave the product over the anti-theft device deactivator" and I get to be accosted on my way to the car.
Every couple of years, you'll see a report about shoplifting. Shoplifting is 13% of theft from a retail store, guess who steals the remaining 87%. The employees. While greeter man is demanding to see my receipt, the lumpers are loading their cars at the loading dock!
Fucking idiocy.
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