…I’ve got it all figured out, life throws me a question that cannot be answered with any manner of logic.
Today, waiting in line at the grocery store, I was faced with just such a dilemma:
Why, oh why, is the slowest cashier on the planet *always* the one who is checking in the EXPRESS lane?!?!
This question brought to you by the number 5 (which is how many items I bought) and the letters WTF. Also in honor of forehead thunks on brick walls and in memory of the expression “Doh!”