I feel like I live here sometimes. I probably have to make a WalMart run at least twice a week... some weeks, more. It's a necessary evil. This particular trip was extra wonderful, because I got in line with one of those cashiers/checkers/what-do-YOU-call-them?, who insisted on using one bag, per one item. May I just ask HOW and WHY that makes sense to anyone? I just don't know.
1 jar of Nutella, in one bag.
1 bag of Baked Cheetos, in ONE bag.
Oh wait... TWO packages of lunch meat, in one bag. Now, we're getting somewhere.
And, now I'm reminded of a song...