Blowing The Soot Out and I'm Not As Nice As I Once Was

My brother always told me I need to drive on the highway once in a while and blow the soot out of my truck. I did just that today. John wanted to go to the pig trough (Golden Corral) again. Can't you just imagine the stories the people who work there could tell. We were driving along and a big puff of wind almost took the steering wheel out of my hand. We could hear it swish by and the wind wasn't even blowing hard. Weird! First we went in our favorite thrift store forgetting this wasn't senior citizen day where we get 25 % off but of course I found a couple of things I just couldn't do without. They have a nice place where men can wait comfortably while their women spend. John was patiently waiting while I was in line. They only had one checker so I was there for a while. I noticed a large tall man come in beside me in line from another direction. He had one item in his hand with no cart. I had two items in a cart. I could see he was trying to crowd me out so I stood my ground. Took my purchases from the cart and put them on the counter right behind the lady who had been in front of me the whole time I was in line. As I sat the items on the counter the man said are you trying to cut in front of me? If he had ask if he could go ahead and made any excuse as to why he was in a hurry I would have stepped back. I said I have been in line 15 minutes and you just stepped up here. 15 minutes may be stretching it a little but its the principle of the thing. He said to me you're lucky I'm in a good mood. I paid and walked to where John was sitting. He said are you ready to go? I said lets sit here a while and explained. We would have been fair game on that parking lot as it was not a busy time of day. There are double doors even with where John was sitting and I saw the man looking in those doors as he and his companion walked to their car. This may be a habit of his with his large frame and talking to smaller senior citizens. I was livid by the time we walked across to Golden Corral but a young man made up for it. He stepped back to let us go ahead of him and opened the door for us. When we were inside I offered to let him go ahead of us but he said no I'm just here to get an application. I hope he gets a job.