I ran into the grocery store to pick up a few things this afternoon on my way home from work. All the lines were fairly backed up, so I hopped in what looked like the shortest express line: One woman was getting her change and two men were in front of me with just a few items in their cart. Score!
Except that the woman walked away and the two men just stood there, cart still full of groceries, blocking the lane and talking. Since I couldn't get around them, I asked if they were planning on checking out. Oh, yeah, they were. So they mosey into the lane, still talking. Then it dawns on one of them that he should probably start unloading the cart, so he does, still talking. I push my cart up behind them and wait to start getting my groceries out until they get out of the way, except they just keep talking until the order is almost entirely rung up, at which point the second guy says goodbye to the first and wants out of the lane, so I have to back up and let him out. I couldn't even start getting my groceries out until the guy had finished paying.
Express lane, my right foot.