^No kidding. There are a lot of people in my neighborhood from various countries in South Asia. The machines, however, only come in English or Spanish. But for some reason, these women stand in front of the machine, staring in horror, rather than use the cashier. I feel sorry for them, since they clearly can't understand a word of what's written on the screen, but I also get really annoyed, as I want to check my two or three items and go.
I once tried to help this middle-aged man and his son, as the poor guy didn't have a CLUE how to use it, the kids was screaming, and he was pissing off all the people behind us in a long line. When I leaned over to help him, he jumped back and made a face liked I'd just peed on his shoes.
The clerks, who are SUPPOSED to be there to help people out, were of course off gabbing in a corner and not paying attention at all.
Normally, the line moves quickly at the machines, but the stores seem to only have 4 at most, and there are rarely people around to keep an eye on things.