The "Whole Box" of Beer

Sometimes the Saturday morning grocery shopping chore has a bright side. As I made a casual glance down the beer aisle, expecting more of the usual factory beer stock, I spied the bright yellow and orange boxes of Flying Dog Dead Rise OLD BAY Summer Ale. This has been an elusive quarry since we reviewed the beer last month.

Scanning the case of beer at the self-checkout set off the alert that someone was buying beer and we dutifully waited to show proof of age. The clerk couldn't get the scan to process, so he and I walked back to the beer aisle so I could show him the price sign. The conversation then progressed like this:

Clerk: "It's $10.99 a six pack."
Me: "There's four six packs in the box."
Clerk, incredulously: "You just grabbed a whole box?!"
Me: "Of course."

He then proceeded to carry a single six pack back to the register to run through the scanner, and down the conveyer belt, four times. I'm sure he'll have a story to tell about the drunks that bought a "whole box" of beer.