Shopping madness

So I went to ASDA last night and walked towards the tills when I realised that there were 3 orderly queues formed by... trollies only. Uh?

Nice idea. You go shopping and when you're half finished, you park your trolly at the till and shoot off to get the rest of your shit.

Anyway, I squeezed past one of them (nobody around mind you and the till girl was nearly finished with the bloke she'd been serving) and started putting my stuff on. I think the girl was half way through when a family emerged from the sweets and chocolate aisle, arms full of goods and gave me very angry looks because I had the nerves to jump to queue.

You having a laugh. Fuck off.