I was walking down the twisted aisles of the labyrinth that is wal-mart trying to find my way back to the check-out line.
In one aisle that I was ambulating past, I heard part of a conversation.
Well, it was just the chattering of a fat lady in a motorized wheelchair.
She said, "if there's a line at the checkout counter, we're just leaving. There is no way I am standing in line."
She's in a motorized wheelchair.
She'd probably get out of breath just attempting to stand.
I wanted to say something so bad.
I kept on walking.