Crazies

I am the luckiest wife in the world. Who else gets to make a daily trip to the grocery store? Sometimes I dont even feel like going, but make myself for Matt's sake. I'm fine with eating cereal or oatmeal for dinner. My husband, on the other hand, deserves much more than just breakfast for dinner after working hard all day.
You can learn so much about life, people, general things, etc...just by making a trip to the grocery store. In Singapore, it always seems like some kind of "event". Today was another tale of the crazies. The hours of lunchtime in Singapore are NOT the greatest time to do anything. In this small country you might as well forget doing anything in hurry between the hours of 11am-3pm(yes that long, serious). So the local grocery store( not the one I like to frequent but did cause it was convenient) had terrible lines today. I think there were 6 lines & they were backed up all the way to the isle. Well, I get in the very last line with my 3 items. And I notice the line next to me is getting longer as well. Out of nowhere here comes a crazy(crazy=usually female 50+ yrs old). She is rummaging around the junk near the cashier counter & I move closer to the guy in front of me as the line is moving. Well, the girl in the line next to me wasnt as smart & the ol' crazy tried to cut her. So, the young girl slid her basket, which was on the floor, forward so the older woman would realize she needed to move to the back of the line. It wasnt as if she could hardly walk or anything like that. So she picks up a bag of Nescrape(sorry Nescafe) and starts asking the girl in front of the other girl questions as she is still trying to cut in front of her. WTH? She never budged, but neither did the younger girl. I was almost laughing to see them battle out the supermarket shuffle to the cashier. Just another example of another crazy. They wear me out.