One of my 'bagger' stories happened at my regular grocery store.
The bagger was new, and he was young.
He filled my 2 paper bags then the last thing to come down the belt was my long loaf of French bread.
I was watching him as he picked it up, looking at it curiously, and made an attempt to put it in each bag. It wouldn't stay in either without it tipping out.
Finally he had that "light bulb" look and he proceeded to fold the loaf in half and then it fit in one of the bags.
I didn't say a word but had a huge smile on my face as I walked out.
The bagger was new, and he was young.
He filled my 2 paper bags then the last thing to come down the belt was my long loaf of French bread.
I was watching him as he picked it up, looking at it curiously, and made an attempt to put it in each bag. It wouldn't stay in either without it tipping out.
Finally he had that "light bulb" look and he proceeded to fold the loaf in half and then it fit in one of the bags.
I didn't say a word but had a huge smile on my face as I walked out.