I went to target. Creepily video'd hot chicks. picked out a small pyrex baking dish and got in the 10 or less line behind this middle aged woman with a couple of items. As soon as she was almost done being rung up this dude with a carry basket out of nowhere jumps in front of me and starts putt his shit on the belt. So I'm like, "You're just gonna cut the line like that?" He mumbled something I didn't understand so I repeated myself. Then the woman started yelling, "He's with me!" I apologized. It was awkward after that. I hate when people cut the line.