Boy behind till: "That's £3.69 love"
Old lady: "WHAT?"
Boy behind till: "That's £3.69"
Old lady: "HOW MUCH WERE THOSE TISSUES?"
BBT: "Er, £1.49 love"
Old lady: "I DON'T WANT THEM! I CAN GET THEM IN THE 99P SHOP!!!"
BBT: "Oh, ok, I'll take them off. That's £2.20 then love"
Old lady: "WHAT?!"
BBT (clearly getting annoyed now): "That's £2.20"
Old lady: "HERE YOU GO THEN"
BBT (looking relieved it's nearly over): "Here's 80p change, thanks love"
Old lady: "HERE! WHERE ARE MY TISSUES?! I HAD TISSUES IN MY BASKET!!"
BBT: "You didn't want them love, you put them back"
Old lady: "OH FORGET IT, I'LL GET THEM SOMEWHERE ELSE"
Old lady starts shuffling off, whole queue behind her starts shouting at her, she's only gone and left her shopping on the counter and is too deaf to hear them. Intrepid Bookish Barbara, despite the obvious risk to herself, taps the lady on the shoulder and gives her the shopping.
Everyone sighs with relief. She has left the premises. Boy behind till has a "I don't get paid enough to deal with this shit" expression on his face. but he wins the prize for patience!