The only Magical Power of Women that terrifies me is the abilty possessed by ones in checkout lines ahead of me to agonize over insignificant purchases, misplace their checkbooks and ID, make small talk with the cashier, etc. while I have frozen food defrosting in my hands.
Literary Buffistas 3: Don't Parse the Blurb, Dear.
There's more to life than watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer! No. Really, there is! Honestly! Here's a place for Buffistas to come and discuss what it is they're reading, their favorite authors and poets. "Geez. Crack a book sometime."
I have two nonfiction book recommendations:
Phil Dusenberry,
Then We Set His Hair on Fire
Simon Singh,
Big Bang
Both books are great reads, very interesting, and made me think about things in a new way.
The only Magical Power of Women that terrifies me is the abilty possessed by ones in checkout lines ahead of me to agonize over insignificant purchases, misplace their checkbooks and ID, make small talk with the cashier, etc.
What? Men don't do this too? Or is it just where you are more women do the grocery shopping then men?
At the risk of being labelled a slug-eating he-man, as a rule, men don't chat while shopping.
If men do it, none of them have ever done so while in front of me in a checkout line. Any delays while waiting behind a guy were cashier- rather than customer-driven.
I think our gender is more goal-oriented when making purchases. Also, no purses to lose things in.
At the risk of being labelled a slug-eating he-man, as a rule, men don't chat while shopping.
Because they're too busy eating slugs?
men don't chat while shopping.
They do with the pretty cashiers at the Whole Foods!
My problem with Other People shopping is people who go to the self checkout who really shouldn't be allowed to check themselves out.
Because they're too busy eating slugs?
Someone has to.
They do with the pretty cashiers at the Whole Foods!
Oh yeeeeeah. You may have won this round, but I'll be back after I eat a few slugs to get my strength up.
Also, no purses to lose things in.
That. I'll bet that's a huge component.
They do with the pretty cashiers at the Whole Foods!
The only time I've been stuck behind someone flirting in a checkout line, the flirter was a girl who may not have noticed the cashier's wedding ring or realized he was married. Though admittedly, in my area of the country pretty women likely to be flirted with don't seem to choose retail jobs where lines of customers are the norm.