OK, which one of you pricks was shooting dirty looks at shoppers today?
Well it wasn't dirty enough, or else we would have had a more entertaining bouncy.
I would say "Probably Me!", if the bouncy had said "Kroger".
But not for the reason the fiction writer posits. I DO NOT get anywhere close enough to the shopper in front of me to identify what the hell their plastic card says that they are swiping through the machine, nor do alarms ring when said card is tied to the dole, nor do messages flash up on the cashier's screen that say "WELFARE RECIPIENT". In other words, DUmmy, the people behind you have no idea how you are paying for your groceries, unless they have the eyesight of a sniper or are standing right over your shoulder. Gone are the days when food stamps came in a little booklet in denominations similar to cash, because the libs all whined that it was humiliating. So nowadays you get to travel in anonymity.
So..... if the shopper behind you was actually real and actually giving you the stink eye, it was probably because you wheeled your heaping cart of goods into the express line, and then whipped out a garbage bag full of expired coupons and argued every single one of them.
Fail.