The other day I popped into the pharmacy for floss and cash back, and the line was held up a bit since a (middle-aged) (Hispanic) woman and her (young) son were ahead of us and having problems using a gift card.
When it finally went through, the receipt kept printing out forever and forever and forever, until it was like 5 feet long, and as the (early 30s) (black) (female) cashier called out to her coworker, "Hey, look at this!", she turned and the receipts twisted so everyone in line could see it was mostly made up of "99 cents off" coupons, just one after another after another.
"Man, that makes me jealous," this (late 40s) (white) woman just in front of me said, turning around towards me and laughing.
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