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Weekly Shopping With Thorsten
So today, like every Wednesday, Thorsten and I went out grocery shopping. We always do it as a couple. Anyway, I am absolutely appalled at how rude the people in the store were. They were running people down with their carts, and just all over rude. A fight broke down at the self-checkout between two customers, because the machine will not let you start a new order when the items of the previous order are still on the bag rack thingy. Thorsten and I never go through the self-checkout. It's faster to go through the regular line, and I hate having to look up all the produce codes.
Some disgusting man was in front of Thorsten and me and the checkout. He smelled horrific, like a cross of body odor, cheap cigarettes, booze, and Febreeze.
He was buying a bunch of processed food, some ground beef, and a bunch of cleaning supplies. He made a big deal about how his meat must be wrapped, because he doesn't want to die of food poisoning from the blood. He did not wrap his cleaning supplies, including six bottles of No Name Bleach. Seriously, if anything's going to kill him, it's going to be all that bleach he was buying.