How come when you go to the bank on Friday and you finally get to the front of the line, there is always a problem customer directly in front of you?

How come they come to withdraw money but the teller tells them um sir, no can do?

How come they act like they didn't know they had $25.00 left in the account and trying to withdraw 250.00.

How come they get all loud talking bout "I need to see a printout."

How come he was just embarassed because all eyes was on him?

How come he had to just leave?

How come no matter what time of day, Walmart is always crowded?

How come I hate when people have a basket full of groceries and they forgot to get 20 more items, so they leave their shopping cart and start shopping again.

How come the cashier starts ringing up their items and she finally finishes and she's looking for someone to pay?

How come she left an 8 year old standing there and he had not a clue what to do?

How come she didn't want to lose her place in the line so she left her child there?

How come the mother finally reappears with her 20 items and look at the long line like "so what I held up the line, get in another one!"

How come I don't like when people have a cart full of groceries and then try to invite their other relatives to get in line with them...with separate shopping carts. How come I'm like awww heck naw you skipping me?

How come if they are ghetto I let them on by cause I can't fight and I didn't feel like getting beat up that day lol?

How come clubs make you wait in a line outside but when you finally get in you're looking for the people?

How come I'm like um security, you are not breaking any fire codes trust me. Bring some more people in here please.