Unfortunately I had forgotten the idiotprufs first rule of waiting: regardless of whatever line, queue, lane, or number taking method being used to make people wait, the line I happen to choose, will come to a screeching, flaming, imploding halt.
Just as it did this day:
Cashier: Did you check the eggs to make sure they're not broken?
Me: Yes I did.
Cashier: You have to check them individually.
Me: I already...(I look up from my wallet to find her individually checking every egg.)...did that.
Cashier: Men never check the eggs.
Me: I don't necessarily think that's true.
Cashier: Yes it is. (She moves on to the second dozen.) What are you going to do with these eggs?
Me: Well, I saw police car in front of the store, and thought it would be cool to get my name in the paper.
Cashier: (stops checking the eggs and stares at me with suspicion.) I can't sell these eggs to you if you're going to throw them at a police car.
Me: That was just a joke.
Cashier: So what are going to do with them?
Me: Just normal egg things.
Cashier: Such as?
Click here to find out if I got the eggs...
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