Bags of Fun!!

Oh dear!! I've just been shopping......to a supermarket!
I've been quite spoilt of recent, with the Boscombe Wholefood Co-op, the local Boscombe Market and butchers for everyday things and, of course, my friendly corner shop for milk. I haven't endured the pain and suffering of supermarket shopping for a long, long time.
So armed with 2 or 3 cloth shopping bags I begin my shopping mission, I won't tell you which multi-national giant I went to because I'm so ashamed, it rates 0.5 on the ethiscore (see previous blog: have you ethiscored yet this year?)
So, relatively painlessly I make it past the billion products that I never intended to buy but somehow seem weirdly drawn to because, put like that, I'd be a fool not to buy 2 for £2 of anything now wouldn't I, especially dog worming tablets... I might get a dog one day... because the dog food is on special offer too and.....oh my goodness.....I snap out of my trance... is it the piped music? the lights?....1,2,3 back in the room. To the check-out. Quick!!
I choose a 'do it yourself' lane because I have my daughter with me and she likes playing shops, and rather smugly place my 'oh so eco-friendly' jute shopping bag in the bagging area in place of the plastic bag.....
'UNEXPECTED ITEM IN BAGGING AREA, PLEASE REMOVE'!! I look around helplessly.... 'I'm afraid I can't'....I offer back to the mechanical voice, 'its my shopping bag!?' The machine repeats itself again and again til, rather deflated, I put my shopping bag back in the trolley. My daughter scans the first item, 3 times, I smile apologetically at the assistant who is 'master of all self-service tills' and she saunters over and silently voids the items. I place the packet in my shopping bag, which of course is in the trolley, and try to scan the next item. But I can't!! It seems that the machine is unhappy that I have not bagged my goods and will not proceed until I have done so. Slightly confused I take the item out of my shopping bag and place it in the bagging area ....'UNEXPECTED ITEM IN BAGGING AREA, PLEASE REMOVE'. Helplessly I gaze over at 'the master' who, without flinching, presses a button on her till and I am free to carry on. I hastily scan my last few items, I think the assistant is secretly pressing the same button on her till with my every action, and throw it all back in the trolley. Trundling past the 'master till' I peek over..... I think the button is labelled 'fool'.