Auto checkouts its stores. Let me just explain something to you. That's Paul's department. He always goes to the auto checkout, and he has all these rules, all right, box it out, box it in, and boxing it out, because like you can't get to the left of the right. It's like there's like a sensor. It knows, it knows, the checkout oz knows that, like you had stuff in some other area and it's like this weird, arbitrary alien logic that
makes no sense. You could steal everything in the store, but like a tic tac makes it to the left of the register and that's a violation. And then a supervisors to come and like you've checked things and you're trying to like do the bead this one's not beeping and you don't know which one didn't beep, and like you just want to throw you just shoplifting never looked so empty. I had all these things I actually wanted, and then I was sweating and there was a longer line,
and I went to go to the auto checkout. Please go to the out check went to the auto checkout. I was doing all this beauty stuff that I wanted, and some of it I did want some of it. Like I was regretting, and I was like trying to edit the bag while before checking out, and then like I just I gave up. I gave up. And the problem is I'd eaten like a bite of like a cashew. Like I opened one of the things thinking I was gonna make it out a live I took cashews. Happened.
I didn't take the whole container, but I don't think anyone's gonna buy the rest of the open container. But I just felt guilty. I ate some thinking I was gonna get out of there. I had to abort aboard. I couldn't handle. I left the whole bag. I was like, I can't do this because there was one guy working the cash row. I just when this auto checkout calls a supervisor. Who do you think they're calling that one guy?
Some freaking IBM is two thousand employees. Is one guy working the thing that I needed was on the line for and he was like, if you want to go to auto checkout, went to auto checkout. Now they got to call a supervisor. It's him. He's now leaving those people. They're all mad at me too. That's the thing. Someone behind you like sweating profusely dripping, like don't get wrong road, get off this road. This is not for you. This is not an express lane. So I screwed everybody at
me that like hiding. I didn't want him to come off those people, but they're the people line, they're on the good line. They waited, they're getting Now he's going on abandoning them. I'd said peace out. I had to leave and I felt self conscious and the person behind me and I was like get and what if they know who I am? It's not for me at all. The bag, like the sticky bag, gotta like separate it. I just can't stand check out. How is that saving time and money? If you have to call a supervisor
and sometimes they have to call another supervisor. There wasn't one then, but yeah, god was that terrible. Earbuds on people in public places mean asshole? Like that's it someone who's like running around publicly talking about whatever they're talking
about and they think it's important. And also you get in a plane, someone's like loudly discussing their personal information standing while still putting their bag overhead baggage like you're under your seat whispering whatever you have to say, you're texting like you're that public jerk who's walking around. Looks like you've escaped from a mental facility with those earbuds in, because you're like walking in circles, talking and emoting like
anyone gives a good fuck. Go away, get under the covers. We never want to see you again. You're that guy. I think uber eats should combine with a dating app. Hear me out, hear me out. I don't have the same eating style as my fiancee. He eats roast chicken every day, ending in why with roasted potatoes. Sometimes he gets wild and has some rice. On crazy days he
makes a baked potato. You know, he really just as a creature of habit and there needs to be a protein and a starch, doesn't need to be a vegetable, but eats the same thing every day for lunch. I don't like talking about food. I just want to grab and I grab eat what I eat. But I have my certain things that I like in my way, and and so I feel like food is such a big part of our lives that how you eat and what you choose and what you order and where you order
it is a great way to to to date. People should be like mixing dating apps Uber eats, like everyone talks about food like they'll have like dumb interest, like what do you like? You know things that go on on a dating app that I've nothing like. We eat all day long? What do you eat and drink? What's your favorite? Do you like dark chocolate or milk? Because if you like milk chocolate, get out of here. Okay, we're not doing this. This is not gonna you don't
like spicy foods, piece out. I didn't like sweets. Really, we're never gonna make it. We're not gonna make it. No one talks about these things. People talk about like big life things, you know, like where you live. I'm a long distance relationship. It's fine. You don't like dark chocolate. We ain't gonna make it. You don't eat sweets? You want to sorbet at dinner for dessert. No, you are a person who wants to order the same thing as me at a dinner table and think I'll ever speak
to you again. No? Are you a sharer? Are you a sauces and sides guy? Are you a condiments guy? That's the way to meet somebody? Do you like your appetizers and condiments better than their main course. Do you think you do? You always pretty much get dessert. These are the things we need to discuss, right, That's important, not the dumb stuff. Do you like ethnic foods? Will you eat Indian food? Thai food? Would you try an Egyptian Ethiopian restaurant? Are you open? That's the type of
stuff I want to know. Moroccan food. Do you know what a tajen is? Because then we can date, because I got to look at your mug for the next ninety years and might as well care what we're gonna eat three guy damn meals a day and on vacation