15 items or less is still MY winner

last night i got the urge to make a chicken pot pie. well, it was the night before actually, and last night was the night to implement my plan.

*taps fingertips together*

i ran into billy at the grocery store while shopping for supplies. we played dad-to-be and the other woman when we went to the counter to pick up beths pre-natal vitamins. it felt dirty. then we played pmsy bitch and in-touch with his feminine side lover as we taked about periods in the tampon aisle. it was hot.

then came check-out time. dun dun duuuuun. i personally do not like the self check out aisle. i think it takes more time and is simply there so people can feel like they are accomplishing something instead of standing in line. i practice patience. its a virtue. and i am virtuous. but billy was into it.

..and the racers are:
-billy in the self check-out aisle
-mandy in the 15 items or less aisle (with 2 people in front of her)

green flag.

c'mon guy, who pays cash? swipe the credit. oh, lady can't you scan those items faster? ooh, billy looks like he has to "show id to the cashier." that'll buy me some time... cmon... CMON! do you really have to look up the price of onions?! yes ill sign. give me my receipt. GIVE IT TO ME!

checkered flag.

billy by a nose.

damn.