I’m so immature lol, I always check the contents of random people’s basket/cart whenever I’m shopping and try to come up with backstories for them or guess their living situation. It’s especially bad when they have some embarrassing stuff in there, I can’t help but stare. I bet I look creepy af when I do that. Like today. There was a woman in front of me in the drugstore checkout line with nothing but a single box of pregnancy tests. As an avid childfree, I cringed and was very relieved it wasn’t me buying that awful stuff, then I kept thinking the “is she, isn’t she” thingy and I was so relived when she paid and left, I hated my own thoughts.