Doing the shopping at the supermarket is always a
chore
But queuing at the checkout is even more of a bore
A whole row of tills stretching wall to wall
But where are all the cashiers, there’s hardly any at
all !
Ten items or less, the notice says
The woman in front must have been in a daze
Twenty at least she had in her basket
“Can’t you read” the assistant said, her voice was
sarcastic
Kids are screaming, Mums starting to moan
A teenager behind me using a mobile phone
Everyone’s irritated, tutting and tense
Over the tanoi we hear ”Cream cakes, now only ten
pence”
“ What a bargain” the lady in front shrills
O* she goes to get some, I’m one step closer to the
till !
At last it’s my turn, I start packing in a hurry
Frozen chips, beef burgers, chicken curry
That’ll be six pounds and .fty two pence please
I reach in for my purse and go weak at the knees
I don’t believe it, I’ve left it indoors
“Sorry no money, no goods” the cashier roars
I’ll come back tomorrow, that’s what I’ll do
Twenty .ve minutes I’d been waiting in that /ippin’
queue!
I go back to the car, only to .nd
My missing purse, I hadn’t left it behind
I can’t face going back – not again
Bloomin supermarkets will drive me insane !!
by Carole Payne