Excuse me...could one of you in softlines please get your head out of your butt?:
Me (on walkie): softlines.
SFTM1: go ahead for softlines.
Me: can you switch to two please?
SFTM1: switching
Me: I need numbers for product xyz. It has this many in it, blah, blah, blah, I don't have a dpci, and it isn't in the register when I scan it.
*silence*
*lanes begin to back up, I hit the button for additional cashiers*
*more silence, no response to back up, lines building*
Me: (still on two) do you copy that?
SFTM2: how can I help you?
Me: umm, SFTM1 was supposed to be getting numbers for me for product xyz, but he is no longer answering.
SFTM2: ok, I'll head back there.
Me: ok, thank you.
*lanes build up some more, I hit button for additional cashiers since no one came the first time*
SFTM2: SFTM1 is on his way up to help you.
Me: thank you.
*SFTM1 jumps on a lane, I stare at him incredulously*
Me: umm, I thought you were helping me with those numbers for softlines.
SFTM1: oh, you still need help.
Me: yes.
*SFTM1 steps off lane that is now full of guests, scans product for me with pda*
SFTM1: it's not in the system.
Me: yes, that's the problem.
SFTM1: well, you'll need to find someone else to help you, I'm on a lane.
*searches in strays bin for random alcohol left behind, and wonders why the GSA has conveniently disappeared as well.*
Me: softlines?
*silence*
HLTL (walking by): do you need help?
Me: yes, I need numbers for this, and apparently softlines is unable to help.
*HLTL goes off to find numbers...finally comes back with new numbers, which of course don't work, and goes off to find new ones. Meanwhile, I'm praying that he thinks to call up the numbers to me this time.*
*We finally find numbers and get this poor guest going.*
GSA (finally appearing out of no where): I'm sorry, did you need help? I lost my walkie.
I mean, really?