Boy, did I walk into chaos. The line for the register went clear to the back of the store. If I hadn't really wanted those folders, I'd have come back another day. And I couldn't, for the life of me, figure out what the run on Staples was all about.
Then, as I wove through the line toward the back of the store, as I saw kids too, and checked out their purchases, it dawned on me:
It's back-to-school supplies-shopping time!
And then it dawned on me further:
This is the first August in roughly 25 years that I haven't had to do the whole back to school rush of supplies, backpacks, and clothes.
The first time.
In 25 years.
No back-to-school shopping.
Dudes. I finally made it.
On another note:
Is it proper for someone in a motorized wheelchair to motor their chair past everyone standing in line and jump on the first open register, ahead of everyone who has been standing there fucking-forever?
I mean, is there any reason they can't
Or is that just totally un-pc of me?