The TJ Maxx in my town has this maze-like construction of shelves where you stand in line, so obviously I always wind up buying at least twelve more items that I’d originally intended as I wind through the aisles. They’re smart, those TJ Maxx workers.
Anyway, I’m waiting in this mile-long line when some lady comes up and stands uncomfortably close to me. Bear in mind that it’s a narrow aisle. I tried to step forward when the line moved up. She stepped forward with me. The next time the line moved, I hung back, allowing her to cut me. She didn’t. We just stood there, side by side, and it was awkward. I tried both methods again with no success. Finally we got to the front of the line, and I just busted out of there and made a break for the cashier. The crazy thing is, the lady tried to follow me. There were six different cashiers working and an automated sign telling you which cashier was free. So she wound up blocking the whole operation as she stood there with her many purchases, edging her way closer to me. I had no idea what to make of the whole shebang. The cashier raised his eyebrows at me, like, “Whatever the hell is going on, it sucks to be you.” I know, dude. I know. I grabbed my receipt and just made a beeline for the exit. The world is a strange and scary place.