More from the madhouse

I've just paid a visit to the local supermarket. My first headfuck was at the cash machine outside. A woman was using the machine with an expression of mystical awe. She still had the same expression some ten minutes later, after she'd used practically every service provided by the machine. My transaction took all of forty seconds. I don't get it.
Then I went to the tobacco counter and, yes, it was swarming with lottery wankers. The way they dithered and faffed around was mind-numbing. What is so difficult about buying all your tickets at once, and paying for them all in one go? They really do require responsible adult supervision. It really gave me the hump, because all I wanted was one packet of tobacco, the money for which was already in my hand.