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I once wanted a bottle of water. I popped into a Tesco and picked one up. The queues for manned tills were rammed, I only had one item, priced at a pound.
The random questions I was asked by the screen were extensive and daft beyond belief.
I stomped off in disgust, walked into a newsagent around the corner and picked up a bottle of water and handed the chap a quid and walked out. I will remember where this shop is as it is clearly a 'one man band' type of operation in central London where rates must be horrendous,