Last Friday I was at Target and the gal in checkout asked about applying for their debit card program, so I was all "okay". Then the prompter asked me about 7-10 questions (which she told me would be 3) and I felt so bad for the guy behind me. He was very nice though, so I guess it wasn't that bad. No sighing on his part. That I could hear.
Random, and go back to your regularly scheduled day.