Observations

So there I was.  In the Dollar Tree, in a long line, and suddenly, a second cashier materialized and then there was the question--to switch lines, or to go where no man....you get the drift.  As it turns out, I hesitated, even though there was a woman with 27 items in a shopping basket in front of me, I hesitated, and then a couple of people behind me in line leaked over to the other line, and still the woman with the 27 items.  Finally, an older black woman with slightly graying hair moved over to the short line, too, from behind me, and I crossed the Rubicon--I'm jumping lines!  Turns out, had an interesting conversation with the woman about human crowd behavior, all the while her eyeing me like some escaped nut-hatch job, and then I recognized the guy.  He had just checked out, and was assiduously transferring his stuff from the plastic sack to his back pack; with my mathematical prowess, I suddenly intuited that all the stuff in the plastic sacks was gonna fit perfectly in to the back pack, so I said, "That's gonna fit perfectly."   He never looked up, and then left.  I realized then I might be drunk.