Have you ever noticed that when the world seems to be imploding and you've got stuff to do, the people walking in front of you walk just that much slower? The cars all seem to slow to a stop before turning into a driveway. The checker at the store holds marathon chat sessions with the lady at the front of the line who can't figure out if she wants the shirt that didn't have a tag - please price check it and then she'll decide.
I've always wondered what would happen if it all got to be too much one day and I sounded my barbaric yawp while in the line at Safeway.
Do you think someone would understand, or would they bring out the straight jacket and strong medications?
