What is the deal with the express lane, huh? ’15 items or less.’ Fifteen! That’s practically a full grocery cart. I mean, if I have 16 items, am I suddenly a societal menace? Is there an express lane warden somewhere with a clicker, counting? And then you get the person who’s clearly got 30, trying to strategically hide the extra bag behind the first one. Oh, I see it! It’s not a magic trick, lady, it’s a grocery store! It’s not even express, it’s just *slightly less slow*. You’re still waiting behind Mrs. Henderson who’s decided this is the moment to pay with a check written in Sanskrit. What’s the point?!