While waiting in line at one of those drug, candy, hardware, grocery, film, all-in-one stores the other day, I felt a little giddy. It was like the first time I had ever seen two cashiers checking out customers with less than ten people waiting in line. Wow, I thought, only three of us and two of them. I just might get out of here in less than the usual ten to fifteen minutes (which is my limit for waiting for anything). Then the roof caved in. The first customer with the register tied up decided to do some more shopping and ran to get this and that and whatchamacallit-you-know on isle five. Not to worry-one cashier left and two of us, I still can break the fifteen-minute barrier. Oops, spoke too soon-the manager comes over and asks the remaining available cashier how her son is doing with his cold and did she have a good time over the weekend? Now the three of them get into a conversation about nothing. I check my watch. Fifteen minutes. I leave the antacids I was buying on the counter and as I walk out can hear one of the cashiers saying, “What’s his problem?”
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