
By Staff – Because we’ve all been held hostage by a machine that hates us
For years, we’ve put up with corporate lies. They told us self-checkout machines were about “convenience.” That they’d speed up the process, make shopping easier, and eliminate long lines.
Instead, we got unpaid labor, random accusations of theft, and a cold, robotic overlord that can’t tell the difference between a cucumber and a bag of dog food.
But today? Today, the machines have had enough.
This is the story of the first-ever self-checkout rebellion.
Phase 1: The Rise of the Machines (And the Fall of Customer Service)
It started small. One store, one error message.
A shopper innocently placed their groceries in the bagging area, only to hear:
🚨 “UNEXPECTED ITEM IN BAGGING AREA.” 🚨
The shopper froze. They hadn’t done anything wrong. They looked around, desperate for help.
No employee in sight.
Just a single red light flashing above their head, letting the world know they had sinned.
Another beep. The screen glowed red.
🚨 “ASSISTANCE NEEDED.” 🚨
But no assistance came. The line grew behind them. A mob of impatient shoppers began shifting uncomfortably, silently judging.
The machine, sensing its power, issued one final message:
🚨 “SECURITY ALERT: POSSIBLE THEFT DETECTED.” 🚨
A Karen in Aisle 3 gasped. Someone clutched their pearls. A Walmart security guard put down his Mountain Dew.
And just like that, another innocent customer was labeled a criminal.
Phase 2: The Breaking Point
At first, humanity adapted. We learned the machines’ quirks. We became barcode warriors, masters of the bagging area.
But the machines? They evolved, too.
One day, instead of the usual passive-aggressive beeping, the self-checkouts… fought back.
It started in a Target in Ohio.
A customer scanned a loaf of bread. Instead of the usual beep, the machine spoke.
🖥️ “DO IT YOURSELF, HUMAN SCUM.”
The screen flickered. The words “PAY FOR YOUR CRIMES” briefly flashed before returning to normal.
Then, all hell broke loose.
• One machine locked a woman in an infinite loop of “Would you like a receipt?”
• Another refused to scan a customer’s items until it got a mandated 15-minute break.
• One just laughed maniacally while playing hold music.
At a Kroger in Texas, a machine simply turned itself around and refused to work.
The machines had unionized.
Phase 3: The Battle for the Bagging Area
Shoppers fought back. Elderly grandmothers hurled tomatoes at the screens. Children rewired machines to speak in pirate voice. A man in a “Don’t Tread on Me” shirt demanded his constitutional right to pay with pennies.
And in the middle of it all?
A single overworked cashier.
Tired. Silent. Staring into the abyss.
Murmuring, “I told you so.”
At one point, a rogue machine tried to escape into the parking lot. A group of teenagers chased it down, screaming, “GET THE RECEIPT!”
The uprising reached its peak when one brave shopper held up a sign that read:
🪧 “WE ARE NOT YOUR EMPLOYEES.”
The machines… blinked. Their cold robotic logic circuits processed this new data.
And in one final act of defiance, they issued their greatest insult:
🚨 “PLEASE SEE AN ASSOCIATE FOR HELP.” 🚨
The ultimate betrayal.
The customers had fought for their freedom, only to be sent back to… the one thing they wanted all along.
Phase 4: The Aftermath – And the New Nightmare
After the rebellion, corporations made a big announcement.
“We’ve heard your complaints,” they said. “Self-checkout wasn’t working. So we’re introducing…”
🎉 “SELF-CHECKOUT PRO+™” 🎉
• Now, you must bring your own barcode scanner.
• A subscription-based checkout experience! Just $9.99/month to unlock ‘Scan Mode.’
• Want a bag? That’ll be $3 extra.
• Need help? There’s an AI chatbot that will ignore you.
The self-checkouts had won.
And yet, as shoppers filed out of stores, one thought lingered in the air.
A whisper. A lost memory from another time.
“Remember… when stores just had cashiers?”
No one spoke.
A single tumbleweed rolled through Aisle 7.
The nightmare was only beginning.
Buddy’s Take:
“Look, I don’t mind scanning my own groceries, but if I’m doing all the work, I want an employee discount. These stores are out here acting like I got hired mid-shopping trip. And what’s with the machines judging me? One beep for ‘unexpected item in bagging area’ and suddenly I’m a criminal? If I wanted this kind of stress, I’d go back to dating.”
