The Supermarket There were two death fats in front of us. Daughter on a scootypuff followed in line by mom on a scootypuff.  The mom was so wide she was barely able to get through. Five more pounds and you would have to push in her sides to get her through.  My husband saw that the daughter had two big bakery boxes with cakes. He joked that it was an entire cake for each.  Now,  I kid you not- Mom puts her groceries on the belt after daughter paid. Here was her order: Two white bakery cake boxes A large package of cinnamon rolls, A big package of bagels,  A big pie, Jar of preserves  Apparently one of daughter's bakery cakes was not for mom.  They each bought two.  Our order- Fruit. Vegetables.