WACKY Winco Experience

Headed to the Bunk Candy aisle - in the bowels of Winco

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What happens when you let Grandpa Roger and Thatcher loose in the Bulk Candy aisle at Winco..............unsupervised................????

I just stood back and let them do their thing, and didn't really pay much attention to what they were doing.  After humming and hawing, and picking and choosing, they finally had about 4-5 bags of different kinds of goodies in the cart.  We headed  from the bowels of Winco to the front of the store to check out.  Just about when we were to get in line, Thatcher says to me, "Grandma, how do they know how much to charge us for the candy, do they just count the pieces?"..............Uh........... "No Thatcher, they just weigh them by the pound"...........UH.......... wait a minute !!!  You guys marked the bags with the numbers on the BINS, right?  

NOPE !!......What numbers?  What tags?  Huh?? 

Back to the bowels of Winco we headed, I was laughing all the way, Grandpa was pretty sheepish, and Thatcher got a BIG kick out of it.   We finally got all of the bags TAGGED with the BIN # of each different type of candy, and we were set to go BACK up to the front of the store, where we OF COURSE, picked the WRONG LINE  - AS USUAL........
Doesn't matter which line we pick, it is always the SLOWEST.
When we finally reached the checker, he had a hard time reading the Bin #'s
Then I paid with credit card, and it was refused because they only take DEBIT
I was apologizing to the checker, using the excuse, "Sorry, we don't come to WINCO very much", and under my breath I said, "and we probably won't be back again !" 
What an experience !!! What a night !!
I told Roger it was BLOG WORTHY..........but maybe you had to be there :)