Once in however, I bought 11 things. Scan things before you put them in your trolley
sounds very simple. However, once I was
traversing the aisles the distractions of loud children, angry parents, folk
with trolly rage and aisle cloggers and people who are unable to read the signs
saying “you should shop alone” led me to forget the very simple process and
very soon I was putting things in the trolley without being sure whether or not
I had scanned them…
When I got to the checkout I counted them all carefully for
the 11th time to make sure they matched what was on the handset and
with the help of the assistant put it through the till with a single beep.
Then before exiting I counted the things into plastic bags
ticking them off the receipt as I did so to triple check I had not missed
anything. I had missed a loaf of bread …so
I had to go round the tills again to put one item through the self serve till…
then circumnavigate the security guard who wasn’t looking at me suspiciously
even though I was acting suspiciously because I am conspicuously white.
Then I began to imagine what would happen if I did this all
the time. Soon I would be in prison
charged with stealing a loaf of bread like Jean Valjean and then my life would
spiral down into stigmatised doom as my criminal record would lower me onto
even lower societal rungs than I am on at the moment. Very soon I would end up like Sean Bean in
Time…
It is true that Sainsburys had given me a £5 voucher but I
had to do so much work and worry to avail myself of this fiver that it would
have been easier to just work for Mr Sainsbury’s – and less risky since if the
float doesn’t add up they just dock your wages or sack you rather than going
through the bother of a criminal prosecution.
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