On Mar 25, 9:28*pm, Mark Thorson > wrote:
> Christopher Helms wrote:
>
> > My mom was like that. Personally, when I'm in the checkout line the
> > crazy, mumbling, jabbering flake is always directly in front of me,
> > talking about everything and nothing to the clerk, writing a check for
> > Tic Tacs or paying for a case of beer with a coffee can full of
> > change. Last night I waited for some dumb bitch to run out of gab for
> > over five minutes as my bottle of Coke Zero got warm. I have a
> > freakish talent for getting behind these assholes. It never happens
> > less than three time a week to me.
>
> That's what happens when you go shopping at 2 AM.


2AM, 7:25PM, midmorning, lunch, whatever. It doesn't seem to matter.
It's almost like they're there waiting for me.