Doesn't everyone have a debit card?

The other day while shopping at Costco to pick up the basics such as eggs, milk, bread, rotisserie chicken, flip flops, unnecessary bath towels, a kayak, car squeegees and a new set of bowls that have lids which I don't need but they nest AND have lids, I then chose a checkout line. There in lies the problem, I....chose the checkout line. It was of course the shortest which therefore with any logical deduction of reasoning meant it would take the least amount of time to get through. Now, having been an expert my entire life in the department of choosing the shortest lines which take the most amount of time to get through, you'd think I would venture off into another venue of reasoning...but no, I haven't evolved that way. I STILL choose the shortest line that takes the longest.

Unless you arrive at Costco when it first opens it's floodgates signaling, "you may now fill your cart with everything you didn't come for and leave without spending less then $300," and of course doing this all in five minutes so you're the first one to say good morning to Robert the cashier, you are always destined to wait in a long checkout line.

Now, having laid the foundation, I chose the shortest line of 3 people who each had an average of 4 items. Even though other lines are always longer and I am always confident that I will be out of their before the last person in the neighboring line, I still keep track of who leaves first. Disappointingly enough, I leave frustrated and recommitted to choose a better line next time. Would you believe me if I said that each of those three people in front of me attempted to purchase an item that caused Robert the cashier to call for Cindy the floor manager to come over and resolve the mystery of the unidentifiable skew? Yes, this happened.

The last person in front of me however had overcome the manipulative selling tactics of Costco and really did only have eggs, bread, chips and salsa in his cart. Finally! Having painfully watched three people in the next lane leave before me even though they got in line well after I did, I was glad to finally greet Robert the cashier. So I thought.

The items were scanned, the total announced and a CHECKBOOK brought forth. A checkbook people! Ok ok....so he has a checkbook, but do you know how long it takes an old man to write a check? And then to carefully tear it from its lousy perforated binding??? FOREVER (said in slow motion.)

I tried to go over in my mind why this nice gentleman was convinced the checkbook was still an accepted form of payment....many reasons came forth...the main one being, technology is not really a thing for older people....and maybe he likes "balancing his checkbook." Regardless of my attempt to think kind thoughts about this person ahead of me writing a check I still came to the conclusion that he should NOT be.

Now, one thing that factors into the equation is that I was late in picking my son up from school. However regardless I still think I would have been irritated. So can we all please just get along and use our debit cards or credit cards when others are waiting in line behind you?