every day, someone will walk over to my desk and ask if i want to go to tesco to pick up lunch supplies, and when they say ‘tesco’, they never sound particularly happy about having to walk across the office park.

it’s always the same boring play-the-same-first-level-of-mario-brothers adventure at tesco: buy fruit/nuts, attempt to use credit card that doesn’t have a ‘chip’ in it. no chip means i can’t merely insert my card, i have to swipe, and with swiping comes needing to sign the receipt. this isn’t a big deal except that no one ever has anything for me to sign with, so i’m stuck making painful smalltalk with the cashier until someone comes over with a pen.

the other day when cashier 2 came over to cashier 1 with a pen, i thanked her. she immediately turned to cashier 1 and said, ‘och, ee as en accen un im, don-ee?’

yeah lady, you sound like groundskeeper willie and i have the accent. i will not be missing tesco.

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