Anyone else ever feel like it's a war when you get to a store?
Was out all day yesterday, hit a store, start in the clothes, glance over see a guy scanning racks with the intensity only a seasoned vet of the game would have. Time for plan B, shoes are in the back, chance he hasn't been there yet...I make a break for it, he heads that way too, he stops at the coat rack for a quick check, I got a lead on him. Glance back, I've got a 40 feet lead, run the equation, that should be 12 seconds to scan the racks alone but I have a cart, I can use that as a block and pray he's not a cart kicker. Quick glance at crap, then score, Shell AE as he walks up....SUCCESS!
Sorry MJMcRibb, this battle goes to me . Anyone else ever have that awkward spot where you don't know how to ask someone if they spend their free time on a men's style forum or in a thrift store?