I’ve worked virtually every possible job in a grocery store, yet (perversely) I still find I enjoy being in them. The one aspect of the shopping experience I don’t enjoy is standing at the checkout lane; somehow, I don’t think this will help.

Also, as both a past grocery cashier and current shopper, I must say that amidst the clutter of brightly-colored candy bars, blaring tabloids, and gaudy impulse-buy items, the slate-colored emptiness of the conveyor (on the rare occassion when it is successfully cleared by the checker) has a soothing zen quality to it.

Or it did, anyhow. Sigh.