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I was waiting in line at the grocery store the other day and noticed this man who was stocking up for the apocalypse. Seriously - he had an entire cart, filled so high that things were falling out of it, and everything in it was in a can or a bottle. He was the only one with the cart, and I know from picking up some canned stuff myself that *none* of it was on sale. NONE. I think he just went through the entire aisle and picked one of everything.
I was figuring he was just a little neurotic but probably harmless when he suddenly started talking. He was muttering for the first part of it, and then suddenly:
"But man, I don't like those roommates, man. My roommates, they be hearing things! They be seeing shit that ain't there!"
Every time he said something, his head twitched sideways, repeatedly.
As soon as I realized that he did NOT have a bluetooth or similar phone, I switched lines. Last thing I saw was him trying to pay a very confused cashier (who was trying as hard as possible to NOT let him touch her) with... well, it sure as hell wasn't money. Looked like a piece of plywood.
I was figuring he was just a little neurotic but probably harmless when he suddenly started talking. He was muttering for the first part of it, and then suddenly:
"But man, I don't like those roommates, man. My roommates, they be hearing things! They be seeing shit that ain't there!"
Every time he said something, his head twitched sideways, repeatedly.
As soon as I realized that he did NOT have a bluetooth or similar phone, I switched lines. Last thing I saw was him trying to pay a very confused cashier (who was trying as hard as possible to NOT let him touch her) with... well, it sure as hell wasn't money. Looked like a piece of plywood.
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