It’s a line, not a stand
"That’s the problem with America: There’s too many stupid people and no one to eat ‘em."
–Carlos Mencia
Do you ever feel like you have this curse at the grocery store to always get stuck behind some jerk off who takes forever and a day to pay?
They insist the Hostess cupcakes were marked 3 cents off and make a giant production of it, forcing the cashier to call a manager.
Or they luxuriously count out the exact change, possibly dropping a few coins in the process.
Or they get veklempt at the ATM/credit card machine at the counter: 1. PIN number 2. cash back? 3. amount OK? I can understand. I mean, it takes such acute cognitive ability to master that crafty dag nabbit machine.
The real clincher is when sometime during the ordeal, the person looks back at you as if just realizing for the first time that there is someone else behind them in line. Gives you some blank Jerry’s Kids stare like the concept of other people on the planet had never occurred to them.
And by the by, be sure to take alllll the time you need in the world to put your change back in your purse, close it up nice, bid adieu to your good friend the cashier, and mosey on out with your cart pausing juuuuust short of my getting clear access to the ATM machine counter there, lady. Thanks much!
