Sorry Sir, I'm Closed

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I got in line today at Walmart. Checkout lane 22. I know that was the one because, for whatever reason, I made a note of it. I was with my mom, as Thursdays are one of the days I take mom out. There was a couple ahead of us checking out. Then two more people, one in a scooter and one with a cart, but because they were talking to each other, I knew they were together. Then it was me and mom. I stood there for at least 5 minutes. I am usually a pretty good gauge of time. My mom asked me a question, and I turned to answer her. Suddenly I heard, "Sir. Sir." I turned in the direction of the call and realized it was the cashier. "I'm closed," she said. "The people in front of you were supposed to be my last customers." I looked up and indeed the numbers 22 were dark. "I've been standing here for at least 5 minutes," I told her, "And your light was on when I got in line." "No, it wasn't," she said. Incredulously I responded, "Yeah, right." I spun the cart around and proceeded to exit lane 22 for another one, when another woman came behind me with a full cart and said, "Is she closed?" "Apparently," I told her. As I was halfway out of lane 22 and scanning for an alternative open lane I heard it called again. "Sir. Sir." I turned. "I'll take you," the cashier said. "Forget it," I said. "I've already moved on." I then proceeded two aisles over and was checked out. I didn't necessarily mean to be flippant with her. But I think I was at least justified in being a little bit irritated. Was I in the right? Or was I wrong?