Why Do I Shop?

cheese and teaI went to Costco today for two little things. We needed some cheese ($13.97) and some tea (we don’t even like this kind, we prefer PG Tips but this is cheaper for 20 million, so we’ll suffer through).

I got to the cash and there were only about 5 cashiers, with about 6 people in each line. Who knows WTF they can’t put on more cashiers any more, it’s always a 20 minute wait to get through.

So I picked a line and people ended up behind me. There was a philippino woman directly behind me who, all of a sudden, started playing some Britney Spears song. No, no, that was her cell phone, cuz she took it out and answered it after the song started playing.

I have vowed not to go out in public any more. And I don’t think it’s just the medication speaking. :eek:

The woman was loud. Perhaps the person on the other end of the phone was hard of hearing, because I’m sure that everybody in Costco could hear this woman yapping away in some language. And I don’t know what language so I can’t tell you what emergency conversation she was having that someone had to call her in the middle of the Costco line-up.

I turned around and watched her speak (she was almost up my ass anyway she was so close to me). This caused her to move back a little bit and to speak a little more quietly. However, she was still too close and too loud for me so I moved to the other side of my shopping cart.

Then as she was kinda strolling while talking she ended up right in front of my cart. So I went back over and said “get away from my purse” as if she were a thief. I suppose I just like to subtly insult people who are bothering me. Nothing came of that, though. Turns out she wasn’t in our line-up, her friend was in the line beside and they were getting ahead more quickly, so she moved.

Then there was the white guy who was behind her. He was in a big hurry. He said to a guy in the other line, mind if I go ahead since I’ve only got this bread?

What an idiot. The guy he asked also only had one thing in his cart so the guy said, “I only have one thing too” and Mr. hair-that-looked-worse-than-mine (since I had a shower before I left) just shut up and stood there.

That is until he decided that he needed to hum. And he apparently needed to hum for the rest of the livelong day. I won’t bother mentioning that he was bothering me.

Try this experiment yourself, since it will save me making another 1mg. recording of the humming. You know doh-ray-me? Hum it over and over again like this…. doh-ray-mi ray doh-ray-me ray doh-ray-me ray fa-fa-fa-fa – then start over again.

By the time I got cashed out I was almost running to get outta there. I stopped at Tim’s and went home.

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:mrgreen: I do enjoy your interactions with the rest of the worlds peoples…

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