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You know, the -most annoying thing ever- is when men try to hit on you in the grocery store. No, I take that back. The annoying part is when they do it by striking up a conversation about your age in the checkout lane. If I'm buying beer then I'm probably old enough to, and if I'm under 21 and trying to pull a fast one, I'm not going to be very happy that you've just pointed that out to the cashier.
I hate you, grocery store men.