…well, only unofficially; I picked up a nice little item for Jane at Safeway, down the row, and they didn’t deactivate it; I put it in my purse, and went into Walmart to pick up Jane at the optometry area; and the darned thing went off. Fortunately I do not tend to meltdowns, so I handed the guard the item, said receipt’s in the car, and surprised the daylights out of the person by actually coming back with the receipt. They probably didn’t expect to see me again…

Hey, I worked the register in the ‘gifts and flowers’ department at GEX where the nicest-looking ladies would switch tags on the merchandise and try to convince you a huge silk rose with bud and leaves was 49 cents. And if you maintained the price was switched they’d try to maintain the law said you had to sell it as marked. Standing guard over fast-moving merchandise is a really stressful job, worse than cafeteria monitor. So I didn’t take any offense at all.

I now have all the pie fixings. And am feeling much better.