[RANT} Too hard to fucking read. So I took a trip to the fatmart today. I had to go grab some last minute items, and I live where everything is closed on a Sunday. -.- As I am in the check out line I get behind this hamplanet in a scooter. Orange barely there hair. Black stained and hair all over it. She has 7 packages of socks in her cart and two shirts. When she finally gets to the line she hands the cashier one package at a time asking "how much does this cost". Then spent a good 5-7 minutes determining which one she actually wants to get.  Like are you fucking me? There are prices on the wall where you picked the socks up. And if they're not in the right spot. Then guess what you can look at the fucking label to see how much it costs. I stood in line for a good 15 to 20 minutes because this fat bitch took 15 minutes to decide which pair of socks she wanted to buy.  I hate you orange haired cat puke. Go die.  /endrant