The Devil is out to get me.
I spent 35 minutes in his overheated den of rising prices, gathering merchandise that was not the brand or size that I had bought the previous week. Funny how the stuff you like disappears, and The Devil's Own brand pops up.
At 11:35, I pulled into a check-out line. For the first time in a long time, I was next in line. But the customer had issues. The checker kept going out to her cart and scanning things still in it. I hopped two lanes over, to the next open checker. I was next to next in line. It moved a little faster. For a minute. I went back. I got discouraged again and hopped back to my second choice. Then somebody got behind me, and I was stuck.
At 11:51, I was all rung up and paying.
THAT IS 16 MINUTES IN LINE AT THE DEVIL'S PLAYGROUND, WAITING TO PAY!!!
I hate The Devil like the devil.