I was at the grocery store this morning. Saturday morning, grocery store, you'd think they'd have more than one cashier, but they didn't. So I'm in line with my basket full of stuff, and the cashier looks at the line and says to the guy behind me "you can go to the Self Checkout". And the guy says "I want to write a check". The cashier tells him he can use a check there, but the guy wants to "do other things", too. The cashier clearly wanted him to go to the Self Checkout, and kept trying to make him, but he wasn't going. Joking, I turned around to face the guy and was like "you're not welcome here! haha!". But he didn't laugh. Not even a pity laugh. Did he think I was serious? It was so awkward. I just turned back around and faced my grocery basket and acted like I didn't realize that he probably thought I was a huge, rude, dork. Whatever. Another awesome part of my grocery trip was that the guy who bagged my stuff used like 1,000 bags for all my items, and didn't even bag them efficiently. I got home and had like, one San Pellegrino per bag with other random stuff, soft stuff with heavy stuff, stuff was squished... And I left my grocery doli in the apartment, so I had to make like, a thousand trips from my car to my apartment. Oh well, at least I have unlimited grocery bags to use as garbage bags.