When I am old and wrinkled (because I needed a fun blog while I work)

I am going to walk as slow as I want to piss the people behind me off.

I am going to wait until the cashier gives me the amount for my bottle of orange juice, red wine and 1 peach, then I am going to say HUH? And then I will look for my checkbook, ask for a pen, and ask who I make the check out to. then with shaky hands from the red wine I will slowly write the check out.