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I’ve never been as close to murdering someone as at Wegman’s this afternoon. One woman, apparently unfamiliar with the standard layouts of grocery stores across the country, literally kept going around in circles with her cart, head swiveling back and forth as she struggled to figure out where the Ovaltine was.

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