Aaaaahhhhh

Ok...so today I made the mistake of leaving my apartment. It all started on a quest for some new suits. I knew things might be busy trying to shop on a Saturday, but it started out well. I picked up my dry cleaning (15 minutes before they closed). Then found part of what I needed at Best Buy (Christmas shopping is almost done btw)...and that's when it started. I go to checkout...and they have this bouncer guy directing people to the end of the line. I had to get in a line that almost stretched out the door in order to pay to go out the door. Hmm...it's a Saturday, during holiday shopping, maybe we should have all the people working registers. Then it's off the the mall. Suicide. My suit deal isn't there, so I get another gift for my dad. Luckily the store had all cashiers working, so I got in the short line. But then there's a problem. The boy at the counter had about a week under his belt, and I stood and watched all three other lines pass me by. Then two people in front of me....a woman writes a check. Who does that anymore? As we're waiting for her blood test to go through to approve the check, I'm thinking about how much I hate the mall. On the upside I did find a very nice Christmas tree, now I just have to clean.