OK, I have got to calm down a bit because I came so close to slapping a republican right in the mouth today. I don't advocate violence but this one hit every single "I can be a witch" button I have.
First of all I am stressed over many things but one in particuliar is all of this class warfare and the other is the IRS owes my son 3K which half goes to us for his living expenses and they have not sent it and no advocate has called as they promised to do two weeks ago. He is losing his all but under carpet cleaning business and we are carrying the load...and then the VA shorts us on our check but we still have to eat so I am in the line at Winn Dixie with REAL money not the so called look down on folks from the republicanss SNAP card.
I am with my little girl ( which stopped me from acting out and landing in jail) when an entitled snotty nose young gal steps behind me while my child is getting out the groceries from the cart... She was bad mouthing the ACA (that I was trying to ignore) to someone behind her. She then pushed my groceries up on the line with arrogance and my pocketbook falls out of the top part of the cart and change and what not flys everywhere when my little girl who is out of school due to allergies, drops down and starts picking up items. I stop and help. The idiot from the right wing and I damn well know that is where she is politically just stands there still badmouthing the president and the ACA. The woman behind her does not really respond.
We get it picked up and the cashier looks rudely at the woman behind me. Well this pretty much set her off. She continues talking about how all she can afford is her two
bottles of spring water and cheetos (go figure) because Obamacare is putting she and her husband out of business. As the lady in her 70's I presume is ringing us up the young lady bagging is bagging as fast as she can. I notice the pocketbook of the snot nosed winger and say, " Well it must not be hurting you too bad, that pocketbook came from the Villages and is a name brand". This woman's face turned red. She proceeded to show me her pocketbook and I said, " I don't care". As the lady continues to bag, she tells the woman bagger..get this... TELLS the worker to go get her some buns...She names the brand and refuses to budge from the line with her puny water and cheetos. That left me and the checker and my little girl waiting for another bagger while she smiles the entire time, because the bagger with the skill of Richard Petty leaves from helping the checker and us in a trot to fetch this entitled $%%^ buns.
My little girl looks up at me and rolls her eyes which is more mature than my emotions.
I said very calmly, " Oh I did not notice your legs were broken or I would have let you go ahead of me". If looks could kill...I would be dead and it was a standoff from that moment on. I am now slamming the groceries on the belt thingy. I look back at her as she is tapping her foot but a black very nice worker picks up while the other bagger is fetching buns. I am past mad ! My little girl notices my face and says several times, " Mom"..Mom....and I say nothing. As we walk to the door the black worker said, " sorry about that incident, that woman comes in here all the time and trashes the president and the health plan but sorry you had to lose your items in your pocketbook.. I have a vote Democrat sticker on my purse and he must have noticed, even small as it is.. He said, " I like the healthcare plan", but that woman I think is head of the republican party down here". Come to think of it, she must have noticed the little sticker as well. I stopped at my car and said, " You know if I had known that we would have probably got into it worst than what happened". He laughed as he put my 5th bag in the car and said, " Wow you ought to hear her sometimes". She gives people with food stamps a really hard time..."cracking all kinds of insults." I have seen people leave their groceries and leave. I wanted to just go back in the store and have it out with her and her high and mighty ways. The bagger worker told me she comes in there, stands in line and it looks like she looks who has food stamps and who doesn't just to stir the pot.
I walked into the house madder than a hornet and told my husband that I was probably going to end up in jail yet before the 2014 elections. I sat down and wrote this diary but I have put in a call to Winn Dixie to ask them how one customer can demand preferntial treatment over another? I asked the bagger her name and he said, " I never cared to know, I don't know". If there was ever a reason to refuse service to a person ..she is a stamp model because she is driving customers away.
Damn.. I wanted to slap her silly. Tell me something... Why does this crap happen in check out lines in public places?