Shopped at IGA this morning. Easter eggs are on sale already. Really? Anyway, I get to the checkout (avoided April’s), only one woman in front of me, so great. Then, as her groceries are almost finished being rung through, this look of enlightenment appears on her face, and a light seems to glow above her head. She tells the checkout chick (young roosters are also chicks) she’s forgotten something, then high-tails it back into the depths of the store, while we all stand around cooling our heels, trying not to look at each other. She comes back five minutes later carrying a bag of bananas and a frozen pizza, smiling at everyone in the queue, saying thanks for waiting. As if we had a choice. Sometimes, I get why Americans like to carry guns. Am I the only one who finds these things annoying? I suspect I am.