Do you ever feel like sometimes you just get in the wrong line?
You're standing in the grocery store, surveying the endless (well not endless, there's usually like 10, and that's if they're all open...how come they're never ALL open...? Why even have so many checkouts if you aren't gonna use them all?) checkout possibilities, trying to decide which one will get you OUT of the store the fastest.
You can determine this by several criteria, but the most common are usually:
1. The speed of the cashier...are they laying an egg or "doin' work"?
2. The amount of items the people in front of you have.
3. Wildcard. This can be defined by any number of things that you just can't foresee occurring, but somehow always happen when YOU get there. For example, the person in front of you decides to purchase all the things that the register just CAN'T scan. So the checkout person has to call someone else to look it up, and then you ALL have to wait for the price to be determined.
Another example of this could be, the checkout person and person checking out (not to be confused) happen to know one another. Then you have to deal with the endless small talk that will ensue in front of your very eyes, thus slowing down the actually "checking out" process.
So let's say you scan the lines, using the above criteria, and then determine that "X" is the line for you!
And alas, what should happen?
Miraculously, EVERY other line seems to move at the speed of light, while you are stuck behind the SLOWEST people in existence. Even with your wildcard assumption, you just didn't see this coming.
Same goes for freeway traffic.
You know how it goes.
Everyone starts slowing down, but instead of staying in your lane, it's a fight to the death to find the quickest way OUT.
You do some tricky, indy 500, maneuvers to get into what you THINK is the best of all lanes, and what should happen?
Oh but not ALL traffic...no no.
And the rest of the freeway continues to canter on, like deer in a forest, so happy and carefree.
I'm not trying to be overly-cynical or dramatic, but let's face it, it's true.
I would like to say it's true for all people, but clearly it is not.
It can't be.
There must be people who ARE picking the right checkout lines, and who somehow ALWAYS end up in the fastest-moving lanes of traffic.
Because we see them, and we hate them! We LOATHE them...and yet we want to be them...
Sometimes I feel like this is always happening to me. That my whole life has become one, crappy checkout line after another?
I was taking a quiz today for an online class with two other people.
When it came to submitting our answers, myself and my roommate waited for Will to click the button first.
We kind of made him the guinea pig in hopes of cheating the system and getting the BEST possible grade.
He got a 9/10.
That should have been good enough...but NO...I HAD to get a perfect score.
So I scoured our answers, searching for the one we were led astray by.
AHA! #5! Bingo, got it!
I fixed the answer, feeling fairly certain that it was now correct.
Feeling that I had chosen the best possible line to checkout my groceries in.