I kid you not

Shopping. Check out. There is some crazy woman in line in front of me. Crazy. She has three kids and smells strongly of fish sticks and glitter glue. The three kids have crazy names like Orval and Goncalo and Macky (not their actual names but I don't remember them so this is what they would be). In the line next to me is a clown. Seriously. No lie. She (the woman, not the clown) continues to yell at the children as they beg her to buy some 100 pack of tea candles. The clown and I exchange exasperated expressions (say that three times fast). It takes the woman 15 minutes to check out, and all she bought was a pack of paper and 2 magnets, one featuring a penguin holding a banana and they other, a tank.