Just Because I Can....

...I want to tell you the things you will find in my own personal hell: 

* Cashiers who give the dollars back and THEN the change... so that it rolls all over the damn place. I was a cashier for many years, and I DISTINCTLY remember the opposite being part of my training. Oh, and to all you haters that are going to ask "Who actually pays with cash anymore?" Well, I do...because I'm a stay-at-home mom and that's how I budget. So there. 

Ahhhh! Stop the madness!

* These damn footie socks. I think they are ugly, and I actually think they are designed NOT to be seen. If you have an adorable pair of shoes like this, why taint them with the ugly, peeking toe "liners?" Really- either go barefoot or wear real socks. 

Honestly. Who thinks this looks OK? 

* People who say "seen" when they should not. Example: "Sarah, I seen your girls at the park." No, actually you SAW them at the park, but whatever. 

Amen.

*  Whatever that God-awful funk is that permeates the air near the Woodman's deli. I never buy lunchmeat there. I want NOTHING that comes from a place that smells like that, and talking to the dude at the meat counter would mean I'd have to stop holding my breath. 

Yup. This is the face I make as I rush from the produce to the dairy section.

*Just about any show from the Disney Channel... except "Good Luck Charlie." For some reason, I find those darn Duncans heartwarming (and I secretly want to live in their awesome house!) 

Heeelllllooooo! A chalkboard fridge? LOVE!

*Centipedes. They will be there, because they are the devil's minions, I know it. 

Truth be told, I had a minor panic attack googling centipede pictures. Holy shit, these things are disgusting.