I don’t hang out in the grocery place. I’m in, I get my shit, I pay for it and I’m out. And I fucking hate it when people congregate in the middle of the aisles like as if only they existed and that people around them weren’t actually trying to get by and get on with their fucking lives. Get your goddamn carts outta my face, stop talking about menopause or what cereal makes you shit the best and just let me through. It only takes me about two seconds to get by, then you can go back to your meaningless existence. It’s not complicated. PLEASE. I’m a busy girl and I got shit I gots to do.
Naaaah I kid. I totally love the coffee section, myself. Smells cool by there.