u-scans will fall.

last night i forgot my 10 bucks cash back at the godamn u-scan at the grocery store. i knew those things were out to get me. it was funny, how at the beginning of their inception, everyone thought - hey, those things are crazy - and the novelty of it all was pretty hilarious - all the jobs are going to the robots! but now mindless beep - place in bag - blank stares at screens - automatonness has insued. i hate those godamn u-scans.

and while i'm thinking of it - cell phone use by customers while i'm ringing up their harry connick jr. xmas cds has ceased to bug me . I used to stop whatever it was i was doing for them and stare at them with an intense bored hatred. it took a customer in line the other day to say "i can't believe that guy - you were in the middle of talking to him and he answered his phone!" - "yeah!" i replied - but i didn't remember. i've become more of a u-scan too it seems. maybe i should pocket the next customer's change as they're yapping about the garland in the living room to their cousins. a sort of robotic customer service register fee and personal pay-back.