Keyboard's just a'clicking...

Stepping into my personal space block...

Ok, I HATE being in line at the store and having the person behind me stand so dag-on close. I move up, he/she moves up...I move up a little more, he/she moves up a little more....I feel like turning around and yelling STOP FOLLOWING ME, DAMN!!!! What is up with that though? As Amatullah would say, "You plan on paying for my items, too? I mean, are we together??"

Oh, and the stupid comments/questions strangers feel the need to share blow me...they just get looked at with my blank face...for example:

Yesterday, I was in line at the grocery store. There was a lady in front of me who had her items on the belt. I had my items on the belt right behind hers and they were separated with the spacing thingy. So, this lady gets behind me and she has a LOT of groceries. She decides to be generous and let the lady behind her get in front of her because they lady only had like four items. Instead of putting her items on the belt, she decided to hold them, which was her business. So, get this: The cashier is done ringing up the lady in front of me, so my items slid up to the cashier. The lady behind me looks at my items on the belt and asks, "Are those yours?" (blank look while thinking "WHO THE HELL ELSE'S ARE THEY?) Items on belt next to ME plus ME equals MY ITEMS...she didn't get a response to that question. I mean, I know I must have seemed rude, but I figured she had to figure that out on her own..or at least she would get the answer when I walked away with the bags...

I try not to be rude, folks, but I mean, I can't think for everyone. I need others to use their brain power as well...

posted by Madeehah @ 5:03 PM