Oh hell, it happened at my neighbourhood pharmacy, again. Today there was 2 new employees. They didn't know me, and subsequently, put me through the routine. I removed my jacket, myself. I must say, sometimes I just offere to do this. I don't think there is anything to be accomplished by being stubborn and refusing to allay their suspicions. I have nothing to hide, because I am not nicking stuff. I know you were just joking with that comment, astrojax, but that is exactly it appears like. It is wearing on me, and is ridiculously embarrassing, but I do not want to exacerbate the problem unless someone crosses my-level-of-comfort line with both feet, if you understand my meaning.
I just want to know what is making these things go off. I have checked my jackets, shoes, my wallet, purses, jeans...
I can't find any of those strip things that cube refers to. There has to be some logical explanation, right? How do these darn alarms work?
Gawd, I didn't even have my cell phone on me, so that's not it. And no, Ms Tripletsy, I don't have a security badge or any other electronic card. This is crazy-making. Having to deal with being a spectacle everytime I walk into and out of a store, (because this happens upon entry sometimes), the accusatory tones, (...Well, all the items you have in the bag have been checked out, it has to be on you...), this is getting just nuts.
Short of head to toe x-rays for foreign objects, what are some other possibilities that I can check out? Fillings, maybe? I have some from a long time ago. They haven't bothered me before.
Nutty, I tells ya! |