Ben and Steve wandered through their StuffMart, stocking up on supplies. After loading up with frozen pizzas and chips, They wandered back to the front of the store to pay. Without a word, Ben entered the self-checkout line.
“What’re you doin’?” demanded Steve.
“What d’ya mean?”
“Don’t do the cashier’s job,” said Steve.
“This is easier,” said Ben.
“So you’d see someone lose their livelihood just for the sake of convenience? That’s cold, man.”
Ben started scanning his groceries and placing them in bags. “Don’t blame me. Blame technology.”
“I won’t use a self-checkout. I’d rather save jobs,” said Steve, with an air of smugness.
Ben scoffed. “Where were you when knocker uppers were losing their jobs?”
A scowl erupted across Steve’s face. “What’re you talking about?”
“A hundred years ago, it was a real job. Then the affordable alarm clock was invented. Somehow society didn’t implode,” explained Ben.
“Your point?” demanded Steve.
“Technology changes. It takes away some jobs and creates others,” said Ben.
Steve’s frown betrayed his skepticism. “I’m not in a hurry to see unemployed cashiers on the streets, struggling to feed their families.”
“What do you want me to say? You need to adapt or get left behind. That’s how life works.”
“Wow. I don’t ever want to be on your bad side,” concluded Steve.
Ben shook his head disapprovingly. “Dude, you totally miss the point.”
“And what’s that?”
Ben finished his transaction and grabbed the receipt. “Everything changes, and not all changes are bad.”