I spent ten minutes in Sam's Club standing in line at the pharmacy. Then, I gave up, went and did my shopping in the hopes that the fucking idiots at the front of the line would have cleared out, permitting the line of a dozen and a half other customers to freakin' move.
So, I handed the kids, cart, and groceries off to Odysseus (who'd been checking the tire center for possibilities for the Civic), and went back to the pharmacy, picking up two pounds of deli sliced cheddar on the way.
The line had barely moved. The back had mostly vanished, but only one customer had been served in the fifteen minutes I'd been gone.
And then...I saw why.
There was one pharmacist, and one tech behind the door. And the fucking fucknuts in line ahead of me were fucking paying for basketloads of fucking groceries.
I was about to the point of finding out if that two pound package of cheese slices would have made a good sap.
6 hours ago