Is it just me, or do you too always pick the slowest line at Target? It is a phenomenon that, when contemplated calmly and logically, does not seem possible, and yet while I have no idea how it happens, it does - every single time. It's as if I walk through the automatic doors and enter some strange wrinkle in the space/time continuum. Even when I try to be thoughtful about which check out line I select, I inevitably end up behind some poor soul who would like to pay in Canadian pennies, or has actually been 'saving a spot' for their extended family of 12. I've experienced this so many times that I've decided to now base my exit strategy on selecting the most competent looking Target employee and hopping into that person's lane. I'll let you know how it goes.
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Prior comment had so many spelling errors, it had to go. What I was saying so poorly was that I am in that same space/time continuum. And lets talk about the related issue of personal space in public places. I am on the edge here and ready to bust out a can of whoop-a** the next time some gal gets one inch from my face while I am trying to put my items on the moving black belt. Oh, and for topic 3, I really hate that auto-movement switch on the belt....your first items always shoot to the front way too fast. I don't do anything fast....
The same phenomenon happens at the Target we shop at in Portland. I'm not sure there's anyplace safe!
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