Someone drank the last of the milk and didn't tell anyone!

I won't name names but their SN nym starts with super and ends with cyclone.

Not even a splash of milk left for my morning coffee. Only viable options were drink it Black or Oat Milk. So, the only real viable option- drink it black.

I don't mind black coffee but it sometimes gives me gut rot (I don't know the scientific term for this). I didn't want to tempt fate so I ventured out to get some of that sweet moo juice.

The local grocery stores are always busy on Saturday morning and especially when we get into cottage season. Last weekend, which was a long weekend here in Canada, was crazy. Fortunately, the weather is going to be poor all weekend so we don't seem to have too many visitors in town this weekend. The store was its normal Saturday morning busy.

This store has been under renovation for the past couple months as they do some roof repairs and cosmetic upgrades to it. Last time I was there (a few days ago to pick up some bananas) I noticed they had eliminated two of the checkout lanes and installed 6 self-checkout machines. (Someday I will tell you of the tirade I went on at Walmart about only 2/12 self checkouts being open- "they are robots, they don't need breaks")

When I got to the checkout lanes to pay for my moo juice there was two traditional lanes open with at least 10 people deep in each line. "What are these people doing?" I thought to myself as I walked over to the self checkouts that absolutely no one was using. I paid for my moo juice with my shakepay card so I can get some sats back and left.

As I was driving home I couldn't stop thinking about all those people just foolishly standing in those lines when there was a different and better option available. It made me think about Canadian politics and how people just line up like sheep for the same party, same system that makes them miserable and don't look around or consider things could be potentially be different and better.

Sats for all, GR