We went to Walmart to get some candy bars for my mom to use for work (no new tfs) and we ended up getting 4 dozen. We went to pay and my mom needed some smokes, so we ended up in the express + cigarette lane. There's a fairly slow (mentally disabled?) person at the first lane, and a quicker employee at the other one. The quicker employee was helping a woman with a baby and a large purchase, so there was a line backing up behind the slower employee. Another employee (head cashier?) tells the line that there is a second register, and we should begin to form lines at both. Obviously this (line AND boss, OH NOSE) only slowed things down further... There's a woman with a cart full of ironing boards (who needs more than one?) and plastic tubs is in front of us. I explain to my mom we should walk up to the other register because it's moving faster. Ironing board lady blocks the most direct path to the second lane. Another woman with ironing boards (once again, who needs more than one?) gets behind ironing board lady. I decide that I can out-ass her, so I walk around. After being told "the line is back here" I say "Nope. Second register is here. You were in line there. Deal with it." my mom joins me and we pay for our candy. I love winning in the constant "I'm more of an ass than you" competitions in Manheim Township. We proceed out of the store with no troubles. And seriously, if you're that much better than me, why the hell are you at WalMart in the first place? It made me feel special... Neither ironing board lady bothered to come to the second register after we paid.