Why I like Giant's self-checkout lanes: the automated voice assistant refers to your produce by name. I think this is funny, because it almost sounds like an insult. I actually started to laugh when the woman in front of me was sternly instructed to, "Move your pink lady apples to the belt."
Yeah, toots, move your pink lady apples!
Anyway, here's a photo I took when I was in an Arlington bar last weekend: