Costco self-checkout scanner
Each of the checkout lines stretched back ten or more people deep. With a sigh and shrug, I took my four items through the Costco Self-Checkout.
Of all the things that take me out of my Ikigai self-checkouts are near the top of the list.
In my cart was a pumpkin pie which I had been craving since the end of Thanksgiving last year. Wanting it to arrive home intact, I signaled to have the attendant scan it for me with a barcode scanner rather than risk my tipping it on the scanner at the counter.
It took what seemed like forever for the checkout person to come over. I stood quietly practicing my breathing, rolling with as much patience as I could muster with the delay.
By the time she got to me, the checkout had timed out.
“Sir, you have to scan your card first,” she said sharply.
“I did, but it had timed out while I waited,” I responded calmly, explaining what had happened.
“We are very busy and understaffed, and I’m doing the best I can,” she said as she scanned my items.
I suppressed my first thought, a negative reaction to excuses for slow customer service. Patience David…breathe.
Then I wondered why she was so defensive. Why had she felt she needed to justify anything because of my comment?
Feeling agitated as I got into the car, I decided to sit with my emotions for a few minutes.
Quieting my mind for those few moments helped me realize I wasn’t frustrated with the checkout person for explaining the delay. I was feeling judged.
“Sir, you have to scan your card FIRST,” like I was too dumb to know to scan it first. I justified myself in response to feeling judged, and then she justified herself in response to…you guessed it, feeling judged.
I was the one who created the negative experience for myself by embracing the judgment of someone who probably wasn’t judging me anyway.
If I had let go of any feeling of judgment in the first place, the frustrating sequence would never have happened to either of us.
So what if she thinks I didn’t put the card in first? I’ve never seen this woman before; odds are, I will never again. She was so busy (they’re understaffed, you know) I doubt she gave my intelligence a second thought one way or the other.
🌀 A whole world of positive possibilities emerges when we withhold judgment on ourselves or others.
Trust me, we’ve all been there…
True!! Perhaps the biggest fear we have is the fear of being judged and the irony is that we ourselves start it very often .