Couldn't even reach over the check-out counter. Recently, I moved from the north east to the south. There's a lot of culture shock happening, to say the least. But luckily there aren't a lot of hams in my city, it's one of the more relatively thin ones in the south. However, Walmart is another beast entirely. It's the only place to go when you just moved into a new apartment and need over $200 in household bullshit (lamp, microwave, bathroom rug, etc.) My cart was piled to the point where I thought it was going to topple over, and I brought it all to the only short-lined register. The check out woman was easily 450/500 pounds, and was pouring over the seat they had given her at the register. Whatever, I had had a long day at work and just wanted to get in and get out. I put the smaller stuff on the belt and pulled up the cart with the bigger stuff, thinking she'd come around or stand up and reach over or something to scan the barcodes. Nope. "I'm sorry honey, you're gonna need to send that across the belt, this won't reach." she picked up her wireless scanner and feebly stuck her arm out, pressing the button on the front a few times just to emphasize her point. After I sent a bunch of heavy shit I really didn't wanna lift again 'across the belt', having to pick it up once she scanned it and put it back in my cart, she handed me my receipt, muttered something at me, and started ringing out the next person. Not even a proper thank you, or have a nice day. Lazy, inconsiderate, and probably a fitting welcome to the south.