Shitlord cashier gave me a discount I was in the middle of cooking when the last remaining working light bulb in the kitchen went out, forcing me to put my meal on hold and head to the store.  Standing in line with just a couple items, I was behind this 5' womyn that weighed at least 300 pounds.  She was arguing about the price of something and trying to use a coupon for an item she didn't get.  She had the wrong sized item and was still trying to argue with the cashier that it was the right thing, even though he had already shown her that she was wrong.  In the end, she didn't get the coupon, paid with food stamps (of course) then stomped out of the store, setting off small earthquakes as she went. When it was my turn, I only had three items.  This is a store that tapes coupons to items for the customers and one of my things had a coupon already on it.  Unfortunately, I hadn't noticed that I had to buy two of them to get the discount.  When the register didn't give me the discount, I realized I had made a mistake and tried to tell him not to worry about it because it was obviously my fault, but he just grinned and overrode the system and gave me the dollar off anyways.  Not a huge amount of money or anything, but I thought it was awesome that he argued with the shrieking harpy, but gave me a coupon when I was telling him not to.  Argue with the fatty, instant discount for the shitlady. For the record, this is the same store that was messing with the butter bison throwing a tantrum about putting something on her WIC card in a previous post.  I am officially in love with this grocery store!