Prices Up, Faith Up: The Checkout Line Is Real and the Excuses Are Endless

Prices up, faith up, and the checkout line is real—real enough that my cart gets judged by a cashier while the crowd keeps cheering like the total is optional. Meanwhile the grocery receipt and the fuel sign keep doing that annoying thing called math, turning ordinary bills into proof-of-victory fanfare.

Then the excuse escalator kicks in: first it’s “not that bad,” then it’s “your math is broken,” and finally it’s “the checkout is the conspiracy,” as if admitting the price is a problem would ruin the whole devotion plan. Spoiler: the checkout keeps getting paid, and the excuses are endless.