Waiting in Long Checkout Lines

[*The_Lords_Gizmo*]

Reasons I'd like to thank Wal-Mart, Kmart, Target, and my
local grocer for having twenty-five checkout lanes and only
three open at any given time:

Waiting in long lines keeps my domestic brain from going
completely idle -- there's so much to learn!

Did you know they now sell primed faux wood moldings for the
home? I hate to prime. I don't mind striking up
conversations with perfect strangers though. One lady told
me which DMV office had the shortest wait and officers who
actually smile. Another trapped customer gave me her
great-grandmother's secret pickling recipe.

I also learned to be grateful I don't live next door to the
snot-nosed whiny child hanging upside down from the shopping
cart in front of me; how many calories are in a Tic Tac;
items once marketed as "Only available through this
exclusive TV offer!" eventually make it to the store in a
box marked, "As seen on TV"; and that Oprah was abducted by
aliens who also share an affinity for jersey sheets and
private chefs. Which reminds me of other reasons I don't
mind waiting in long checkout lines:

I can catch up on my magazine reading without buying any.

I have time to leave my cart in line and run back to get the
thirteen things on my list I forgot.

I can be one of those annoying cell phone users and catch up
on all my phone calls to my insurance agent, mother-in-law,
and Auntie Babe.

I can catch a quick catnap now rather than on the drive
home.

I can assess what other people have in their carts and get
exciting new dinner ideas.

I can finally apply my top coat of nail polish with plenty
of drying time.

I can run next door and pick up my dry cleaning.

I can update my coupon organizer and leave the trash in the
we-never-open-enough-checkout-lanes store instead of my
purse.

I can clean out my purse and leave the trash in the
we-never-open-enough-checkout-lanes store instead of my car.

I can practice my standup comedy routines on unsuspecting
fellow customers.

I can practice some standing yoga poses and then do those
isometric muscle-contracting exercises no one else in line
is supposed to know you're doing.

I can taste test my package of the newest low-carb,
zero-transfat, Splenda-saturated cookies.

I can breathe heavily on my T-bones so they're defrosted in
time for dinner and I won't have to leave them out on the
driveway in the hot late afternoon sun as I normally do.

I can scribble notes for next week's column on the box of
sugar bomb cereal -- maybe something about the merits of
grocery delivery.

 

[white knight]

seene em b4 but still good

 

[wannaberichr]

looks like you've been in some of the stores i frequent

 

[godisgr8]

lol

 

[Heavenlyangeleyes07]

lol

 

[beloved42]

lol especially wal-mart

 

[WhirlwindMonk]

I can breathe heavily on my T-bones so they're defrosted in
time for dinner and I won't have to leave them out on the
driveway in the hot late afternoon sun as I normally do.

The rest of them were funny, but this one is just gross. Maybe it comes from beeing a science geek, but just the thought of the number of germs and bacteria that would gather on that meat just makes me want to puke.

 

[RolandCheney]

lol

 

[eturner74]

lol