
rxcky
chronically brain fogged boneless philtrumcel
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I was at Costco yesterday to get a few things my mom wanted me to get: bananas, eggs, coffee grounds, etc. (For anyone who hasn't been to Costco once you finish checking out, they have two people verifying your receipt to check if it if it matches with the items in your cart.) The Costco in my city is absolutely packed no matter what time of day it is mostly with jeets. I'm not sure what about Costco alures them but it just does. So, because of that the line at the exit of the Costco was packed. As I get into the line I am behind this jeet who looks like he is in his mid 40s maybe, ~5'5, sub3, and obese... and all of a sudden, without me saying anything he just tells me to get in the line ahead of him without any reason whatsoever.
Who knows, maybe it was him showcasing his polite personality
Oh well, maybe it's because I'm skinny and he is overweight
Who knows, maybe it was him showcasing his polite personality
Oh well, maybe it's because I'm skinny and he is overweight