Rant.

First rant. Yay!

Well anyway, it's been a while coming, and I cannot really stress this enough.

Small talk at stores.
That's it, you drop kicks and anal stains of society. Go to hell, every last one of you. Why? I'll tell you why. This comes from many an experience, and I'm sure every one of you readers are with me here, or one of those gooch stains who small talk.

I was at Coles right, buying my weekly supply of Mother [That's right, I got over Rockstar, {Not really, I just thought I'd mix it up a bit}], and the jackass in front of my decides he'll tell his life story about cooking with his new Analon cooking set.
The fact that he didn't speak English properly doesn't help either.
I don't think anyone in the world can give a rats ass about how he can't roast things on a frying pan. Or how that set accommodates all of his cooking needs. I know I don't give half an ass, and neither did the store clerk. What get's me off more is the fact that they try to be nice, and allow him to go on.
Sure, let's amuse people boarding planes and hold up the rest of the pissy little 7-year-olds whose bladders are smaller than a baby's remains after getting run over by a truck.

Back onto my original topic. Small talk where it's not needed, you jackasses. There is without a doubt, no problem with standing in a line for 2 freaking minutes shutting your face while the clerk does his/her job. It does not make you awkward, it makes you normal.
I don't care what the small talk is, it's small talk, and it makes me angry.
At this stage in time I'd like to point the finger at you store clerks.
Saying "Hello, how are you today?" does not earn you promotion points. Don't initiate that random blabber of crap you call talk, just say hello and smile. What's so bad about that?
Damnit chin waggers, even when they do say "Hello, how are you?", it's not a bloody invitation for you to start talking about how that moron didn't get her African child or whatever. [Say aww. :(, no don't.]
At the end of the day, you waste my time, and you waste other people's time.

Infact, why not raise awareness of this, and make a chit chat line in the supermarkets. And while you're at it, rename the express line to "Shut up and stand there."

Oh no, but it's not just super markets, it's everywhere with lines.
Bottom line is [omg das soo punny!] clerks, you really need to grow a set of balls and tell people to stop talking. Either that or offer them some breath mints of something. And you drop kick, milk drinking, pan frying sons of bitches that small talk, please stop talking. No one cares.