Each line was at least 7 people long. my mom sent me out on thanksgiving DAY! (of all days) To fetch her some ingredients for her stuffing. to tell the truth i was glad to get out of the house, away from my smoking uncles and aunts that dripped with too much make-up. it was hot in destin, not blazing, but too hot for thanksgiving. some trees have changed their colors, but i think they are starting to regret their decisions. THE HEAT DOESN’T STOP. neither do the assholes. i don’t shop, not often. but today i had to, and upon hitting the road, i didn’t mind. i passed all the beach shops and alvin shops that still manage to do business at even this time of year, and headed to winn dixie. PACKED. what really gets on my nerves is that pople don’t have the decency to stay on the right side of the little lanes in supermarkets. common sense says stay to the right of the aisle, almost like driving a car down the right side of the road. but no, we got people going fucking sideways and diagonal and even going down the left side of the aisle, directly into me. but anyways. so i get some celery and some chicken broth and a few random things and go to the checkout. I choose the slowest line! no way! yes way, it always happens that way. so i’m inching forward, i’ve probably been in the line for about 30 minutes, and i’m close to the counter, but i’m leaving room between me and the next person so as not to hold up the horizontal (fucking stupid direction ) traffic between each lane. i’ve only got like 13 things in my buggy when this guy comes up with a handful of potatoes, with a some really short gree shorts and a stupid smiley face shirt and gives me a quick look through his dark sunglasses and says “you don’ mine, do ya?”, turns around and hops in front of me. i seethe for a few seconds. i tell him i do mind, and if i had to wait in the back of the line, so does he. He gives me the ‘ you’re an asshole and i’d rape your mom for peanuts” look and goes to the back of the line. sure he had just afew things, but so did I, but i had to wait all the same. I get home, watch tv while my mother finishes cooking, eat lots of food and go to sleep early. I love the fucking holidays.