A couple of days ago I was in the Target returns line with the kids.  When I arrived, there was no one behind me, but during the course of my transaction, about 9 people showed up.  Of course, I had lots of returns, with about 5 receipts on the counter, and 4 different credit cards, trying to find each item either on the receipts or the cards, to get my money back.  With one lady in the Returns department, and me and my mess on the counter, the natives behind me were getting restless.  I was grateful to be done finally, and as I gathered my stuff and we left the area, Max said, “I wish I had a credit card!”  All 9 in line busted out in laughter – and I retorted – “No, you don’t!”