The most unhappy place on earth
In my opinion the very definition of the term necessary evil can be described in two words “grocery shopping”. I can not think of a more unpleasant experience than running to the store on a Saturday morning to waste an hour of ones life amongst dozens of the rudest people ever to walk the earth. All rules of socially acceptable behavior cease to exist when someone enters the neighborhood grocery store. Children run amok, the elderly become demolition derby drivers and it becomes perfectly acceptable to park a cart across a six foot wide aisle while you spend 5 minutes reading the ingredients on a can of string beans. I especially like how after enduring thirty of so minutes anticipating a small child running into your heels (with a cart they can’t see over) you have the privilege of standing in line for thirty more minutes because the powers think that having two lines (one being 12 items or less) is a good idea. As you can tell I am just the slightest bit peeved.
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