The coupons were right there on the conveyor belt.  She would’ve had to be blind to miss them.  Maybe she was.  Which may explain why she put the eggs on top of the bread.

After the bill is tallied up I ask if she rang in my coupons.

“You didn’t have any coupons,” she replies.

“Yes, I did,” I said, glancing at the conveyor belt and the floor to see if they had fallen there.  Nothing.

“Well, I didn’t see any coupons,” says the dimwit.

Deciding not to argue with an idiot, I pay my bill and head home.

Only to discover the coupons in the bottom of one of my bags.  Gee, I wonder how they got there?  Maybe the magic Coupon Fairy threw them in the bag along with the cheese and ice cream.

Guess I’ll be doing self check-out from now on.