I spent this weekend trying to knock off the Xmas shopping, and it didn’t seem like there were as many people out as in past years. Until I got to the nerd paradise that is Microcenter, the lines didn’t seem any longer than at a Walmart on a Saturday afternoon.

While we stood waiting to spend less than the length of this particular line warranted, a checker in the next aisle opened her register with, “I can take the next person in line.” The Russian Neanderthal in front of us quickly walked around the front of the registers to be first in line, while the two gay dudes in back of us bolted around the correct way, just missing the pole position.

Although the Russian guy was technically next in line and had arrived at the register first, the gay dudes argued that he didn’t bolt around the proper way down the aisle. While they got into a heated argument, the rest of us sat back and enjoyed passing time watching our new found drama.

The whole thing devolved into a battle of contradictory accents that made my head spin, eventually ending with the Russian dude grunting, “I was next. I don’t care. Get out of my face,” to which the gay dudes hissed, “Oh we all have faces. Get out of our face!”

We all have faces? I think it was the worst. Comeback. Ever. As punishment, I kind of hope that durning the whole ride home that guy was saying things like, “Shit. You know what I should’ve said? You know what I should’ve said? “I couldn’t get into that face if you bagged it and put 6 martinis in me….’ Damn it.”

Or something like that.

(Note: I really don’t think it matters what gender people decide to rub their parts against, but on the two occasions that people read or heard this story, they all got that “uh oh” expression on their face. Is this somehow bigoted, or is mentioning a gay person in a story somehow off-limits?)

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