That 12 isn't quadrovigesimal you twit. →[More:]So I'm standing in line at SuperStore with three light bulbs and a dinky car. The place is a complete zoo and I'd just leave if number one offspring hadn't already picked out the car. Even the Express lanes are backed up 5 deep. I'm railing at the delay but it's not too bad until I realise that:

a) the person in front of me is actually sharing finances with the person in front of them and they've split the items to fit in the express lane.
b) Except even independently they each have more than 12 items. I don't know the exact count of #1 but she needed 6 bags. #2 has 23 unique items one of which is a dozen different flavours of canned cat food.

You maybe wondering how I can be making such an exact count. Well as it turns out #1 waited until she got bloody total until running over to the bank machine and making a withdrawal! What the hell is the matter with these people?!

I hate weekend shopping.