I've figured out why America is going broke! Laziness!
Today, I was buying a jar of pickles. The bar code on the label was ripped, including the numbers.
Oh, what to do, what to do, the barely legal clerk and manager hemmed and hawed. Obviously, these two never lived in the days before the beep, beep, beep laser scanner movement of the grocery world.
No barcode! Might as well throw the jar of pickles away. They clearly don't exist.
"Do you know how much they cost?" the manager asks me.
More empty space. The clerk and manager exchange nervous glances. How will they solve this tragic problem?
Finally, a solution!
The manager speaks! "Hmmmm. I think $1.49 sounds like a good price. Yep. $1.49 it is."
And that is what I paid.
Why? Because they were too darn lazy to walk two aisles over to get another jar.
I know for a fact that my pickles cost more that $1.49 (I'm picky about my pickles and only buy the refrigerated kind), but I wasn't going to argue.
Funny thing is, the same thing happened a few weeks ago with a bottle of salad dressing. That time, I offered to go get another bottle. And no, the bagger didn't stop me, and say, "No, that's ok, I'll get it for you." Dumb move on my part! I should have let them call a manager and had a magic price pulled out of the sky instead!
Then, the show went on...."How do I enter that without a bar code?"