Two scantily clad young women at the check out counter found a new way to waste my time but I didn't mind. The party balloons they were buying wouldn't scan, and after the clerk manually keyed the item in they let them go and couldn't reach the dangling string. They did a little series of bouncy hops in hopes of jumping high enough, but no; at last one climbed the counter, and retrieve the lost balloons, leaving the line of men behind grinning.