And some days I feel like an idiot
Scene: cash register at an unfamiliar Sainsburys supermarket, where your protagonist—exhausted after preparing a student seminiar—has inadvertently pulled into a “10 items or less” lane despite having significantly more than 10 items.
I’m sure the cashier gave me a funny look, but allowed me to pass since there was nobody in line and I had already hurriedly began to unload my shopping cart to catch up with my flatmates who were waiting for me a few yards away.
As I was finishing up, my flatmates (both physicists) start laughing as I look up to see the impatient face—which softens ever so slightly when it registers my absolute shock at realising what I’d done—of one of the IPPP professors.
Looking helplessly back and forth from the “10 items or less” sign, the professor’s incredulous stare, and my own mammoth pile of two-for-one offers, I’m about to apologise when it dawns on me that the cashier and the the people who had magically appeared behind me in queue were about to let me go on my way without correcting me, only to curse me silenetly for the rest of eternity. The gravity of the situation only then dawns on me: these three people were about to quietly hate me forever, as per English tradition, without me having ever realised my mistake. Shaken by this, I’m only able to stammer out a hapless, “oh my…”
The IPPP professor seems satsfied with the look of dispair thats come over my face, and very calmly notes, “Hmm… yes, I thought that looked like more than ten items.”
At this point, my flatmates try to bail me out by explaining, “Sorry, he’s American.”
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