Me at WalMart today:
Me: can I buy a propane tank exchange at self checkout?
Walmart lady: Sure. I have the bar code here. I'll check you out.
Me: thank you (cautiously optimistic)
Walmart lady: here's your receipt. Take your empty to the exchange lockers outside and I'll have someone meet you there right away.
Me: (getting excited that this might actually work). Thank you!
I go get the empty tank out of the car and walk over to the exchange locker and stand there, in the pouring rain, fingers crossed. 5 minutes pass and now I'm wet, nobody's coming. I'm afraid to go back inside because I might miss the guy, not knowing which way he's coming. I call the store and get the operator and tell her what's up. She says she'll take care of it. Within a minute, I hear them page over the loudspeaker for an attendant to go to propane exchange, customer needs assistance. 1 minute later, dude shows up and notices I'm soaked. He asks how long I've been standing there and I tell him it's been 7 or8 minutes now. He's says "they just paged me just now".
I have no fucking idea what the checkout lady did, but I do know she didn't tell anyone I needed assistance. Fuck......