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SW OH | My wife hates going to the grocery for this very reason. Claims it's the absolute worst on Sunday around noon.
She tries to get me to go with her because it never happens when I'm pushing the cart. Somehow I always pick the cart with the squeaky wheel. Instead of hearing a slow chirp coming down the isle, they hear what sounds like an engine about to throw a rod. It gets everyone's attention. When they look up and see me coming at a high rate of speed they clear a wide path. I've been told I have the looks to scare paint off the wall.
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