Though in fairness, this could apply to just about any place:
Because the front door - a double-wide automatic-opening front door - was blocked by a young couple together achieving a triumphant 700 pounds and their three crackhead children, who had stopped en masse to discuss who was going to which area of the store first. Mom wanted to hit the clothes section, you see, but would she be able to find Taylor later in the toy section if Dad was over in the auto section with Ashley and Mikey? There were literally 10 people who had approached the door and would have liked very fucking much to enter, but these clowns apparently exist in one of the alternate universes where actual human beings are invisible.
Most of us stood gaping at the sheer audacity of the asshole family, and sort of wedging past them, but finally a young guy came charging through saying “What’s the holdup, people? Let’s MOVE!” It was kind of hot, to be honest with you.
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Welcome to Norfolk. That describes pretty much everyone here in the stores, on the sidewalks and on the roads. Everytime I go running, there is someone taking up the whole sidewalk waiting for the bus. Can you not move to just take up half the sidewalk so I can run past? Or must I run in the grass or in the street to get around you?
I hate people.
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