As this is my first day without drinking alcohol I decided to go to the supermarket to buy mineral and tonic water. I stood waiting in line with all the things I needed in my hands. Some insane woman was buying half of the stock in the store so I had a long wait ahead. I contemplated the bad organization they have here in Spain. Two people at the registers and everyone else doing useless tasks or so it seemed to me. The queues began to grow and meander between the isles. Finally the woman paid and it was my turn but the cashier decided to help her bag it all up. This was me: t(--t).
I realized that all Spanish people are obsessed with keeping their shopping as far away from that of anyone else when they are putting it on the conveyor belt until they find safety behind a plastic separator. This obsession brings some of them to lean their arm between as if they where the separator others jump to attention if something rolls forth and others just refuse to load their shopping until they feel 100% safe from any product mixing. Strange people indeed! This obsession intrigues me and I do all I can to casually get my shopping as close as possible to see their different reactions. Most dont cope well under such stress and you can see their worried faces, they will not take their eyes of my shopping.
Finally the most annoying thing is when you've already waited long enough and just as its your turn the woman in front has to find the exact amount in change that the cashier asks for. I saw her counting cents, looking deep into her purse, losing count and counting again. I felt like ripping it from her hand and throwing it as far as I could. Of course I just sighed and continued to be patient.
