Anytime I’m at the grocery store I do a little scouting before I choose the checkout line I want to wait in. Sure, the length of the line is a major factor, but I’m also looking to see how chatty the cashier is. Now, I’m all for cashiers being pleasant, but when they start to tell this long story and delve into personal things, it’s too much.  I had a cashier once who was ringing stuff up and then out nowhere says, “Did you know they have slushies at Burger King?” I confirmed that I was aware of such a beverage, and he made sure I knew of the fact that, “they’re great.” Then his elderly co-worker walked by. He said to her, “Hi, Carol,” then turned to me and said, “She’s getting up there in age and starting to slow down. She just had surgery.” I didn’t need or want to know this, and I’m sure Carol was thrilled that he was filling everyone in on her personal life. Lucky for her it stopped there because I don’t think that this fella had an off switch. Who knows what k...