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Originally Posted by Tonz
I like the personal checkouts, I can flirt with the young ladies and not be regarded as a pervert,....rather a sweet old man who doesnt know better, and its even better when said young ladies ask for me to come (��) into their lane.
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I know, right?
One memorable one for me was a pretty young thing whose checkout card reader was having a few problems in the local Woolworths. She rang up my purchases, I swiped the card through the side slot and nothing happened. She said they'd been having problems. I tried swiping the card a couple of times but it didn't work. She sighed and said "Try taking it out and putting it in again. It goes in the bottom...try pushing it in harder". I said "It won't go in...something must be jammed there", etc, and it continued like this for a few seconds before she looked at me and we both realized what we had both been saying...and laughed like hell.
My "Why is it so" is "Why was my wife shopping with me that day?"...
