Rite Aid: With Us, It's Impersonal™

Tonight I ran to Rite Aid to buy some pregnancy tests (for experimentation purposes, for my website darling, Pee On A Stick.) The cashier was talking to a friend on her cell phone during our entire transaction.

As I walked out the door, I set the store alarm off . . . because Ms. Chats-A-Lot had been so distracted she forgot to demagnetize my items.

I just kept walking.