What sucks is- it attracts a TON of tourists (I live kinda close to Disney)
Its ALWAYS full of Brits and others that rent vacation homes nearby.
So I get my chicken tender sub, and a low cal chocolate milk, and step into the 10 Items or Less line.
This old fuck (bout 50) in front of me has the conveyor belt FULL of his shit.
SO I counted the items. 41! WTF???
I started getting pissed, but didnt say anything.
When he went to pay, his debit card wasnt working.
He had the fucking balls to start giving shit to the (cute) cashier.
I could hear the people behind me huffing and sighing and getting pissed.
He kept berating this girl, claiming "her machine was broken"
Finally I said- "Goddamn! It take balls to be an asshole to the cashier after you help up the "10 Items or less" line with a ton of shit!"
He looks up at me, pauses for a second, and asks "How do YOU know how much stuff I have, smart guy?"
Man, fuck him.
I said "Because I COUNTED, Peckerhead! And you have 41. Four times the limit!"
The girl was in shock. She literally looked like a deer in headlights.
Old man fires back with "What kinda fucking WIERDO counts the # of items of the guy in front of him?"
And i said "What kinda buttfucker thinks the rules dont apply to him? Everyone ELSE with that much stuff gets in the regular lane!. SO fuck you."
He got red faced.
Thank god his card went through, because I really think he was gonna step to me, and I aint trying to beat down some gomer.
He cussed and grumbled and left.
*** Looking back, I really ddnt mean to call him a BUTTFUCKER_ it just sorta came out.