If my register says “12 items or fewer,” you and your full ass cart better keep fucking walking. Oh, you don’t like that I’m counting your items? Trust me, I’m not doing it for me. I’m doing it because there may be nobody behind you now, but every white lady named Karen within ten miles is about to walk up in the next 30 seconds and guess who they’re gonna hate for holding up the line? I’ll give you a hint, it’s not gonna be you.
Preach!! 🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻🙌🏻















