Bloor
Active Member
This morning I was in a supermarket checkout queue with my noise-cancelling headphones clamped to my head and Can's 'Tago Mago' album (I rare diversion from my regular shopping trip album, Emma Ruth Rundle's 'Engine of Hell') doing a great job of calming the sensory hell that is my weekly shopping trip.
There were a couple of people in front of me and, if I joined the queue directly at the rear, I would have been partially blocking the aisle. So, I parked my trolley perpendicular to the last person (there were no checkouts open in the direction I had queued so I wasn't blocking them). A lady joined my queue, but rather than going behind me she stopped behind the person in front of me, messing up the line of the queue and completely blocked the aisle (and yes, it was obvious that I was in the queue).
After a few minutes, I noticed the man in front of me trying to get my attention. Reluctantly, I pulled my headphones off of one ear so I could hear him and he said that the woman behind me wanted to talk to me. I turned to her and she asked "Can I leave my trolley here as I forgot something?". I replied "I wouldn't leave it there as it's blocking the aisle but I'm not a member of staff". She looked confused and I was confused so I put my headphones back on. After a minute I saw the man in front take her trolley and move it to the side where it was out of the way and she left to get whatever she forgot. Only then did I realise that when she said "Can I leave my trolley here?" she actually meant "Can you look after my trolley?".
I felt like an idiot. I do, however, recommend both Emma Ruth Rundle's 'Engine of Hell' (both the studio and 'Live at Roadburn' versions are excellent) or Can's 'Tago Mago' for any music lover's supermarket shopping trips.
There were a couple of people in front of me and, if I joined the queue directly at the rear, I would have been partially blocking the aisle. So, I parked my trolley perpendicular to the last person (there were no checkouts open in the direction I had queued so I wasn't blocking them). A lady joined my queue, but rather than going behind me she stopped behind the person in front of me, messing up the line of the queue and completely blocked the aisle (and yes, it was obvious that I was in the queue).
After a few minutes, I noticed the man in front of me trying to get my attention. Reluctantly, I pulled my headphones off of one ear so I could hear him and he said that the woman behind me wanted to talk to me. I turned to her and she asked "Can I leave my trolley here as I forgot something?". I replied "I wouldn't leave it there as it's blocking the aisle but I'm not a member of staff". She looked confused and I was confused so I put my headphones back on. After a minute I saw the man in front take her trolley and move it to the side where it was out of the way and she left to get whatever she forgot. Only then did I realise that when she said "Can I leave my trolley here?" she actually meant "Can you look after my trolley?".
I felt like an idiot. I do, however, recommend both Emma Ruth Rundle's 'Engine of Hell' (both the studio and 'Live at Roadburn' versions are excellent) or Can's 'Tago Mago' for any music lover's supermarket shopping trips.