Why do all the poorest people always shop right before the stores close? Please, if you’re going to try to barter for a pair of socks, or split your bill with a friend, try to do so when there’s more than one lane open. Tonight, the “human” ahead of me had a basket full of Hostess snacks; the total came to $14. She then proceeded to pull a jar from her purse, labeled “snack fund”, full to the brim with coins, and emptied it upon the counter. I seemed to be the only person agitated, except for the man who was buying just one banana (at 11pm). Anyway, after what seemed like ages, she was on her unhealthy, merry way.
Enjoy your cloying pouches of chemical treats, weird girl.