When the regular lines are 1/2 way back to the dairy area, i'm taking the path of least resistance.
Since i'm a fairly congenial guy, i figured why ruin it dealing with some tree hugging, obama voting, dipshit, who has their "husband" running back and forth, for "ONE MORE THING HONEY".
You're in line, you are in line, not standing there, while some limp dick, pansy ass spouse jumps at the crack of her massengil bottle.
But in the name of jobs, i'll keep your support for them in mind.