Ah, Brutus…you neglected to mention one VERY important part of the “futzing” process: the elderly woman who digs for change AND coupons (“I know I have a 10 cents off coupon for this toilet paper in here SOMEWHERE”)
The other crime is not having the VIP grocery store club card and then making a stink about the discount.
Before filling a cart with lots of “Club VIP” priced items, wouldnt it make sense to make sure the card is on your person?
I was once behind a coupon-clipper for what seemed like an eternity. She had a coupon for everything in her cart, and they were all wadded up in one big mess at the bottom of her cavernous purse. But, of course, before she searched for the 10 cent off coupon, she had to find her GLASSES which were somewhere else in the Purse from Hell.
The cashier and I were both near tears. The woman operated as if she was in her own universe. I honestly think I’ve taken out a mortgage in less time… ah well…
