"So after about ten minutes of adding and removing things to my basket with thoughts along the lines of "Great, now I'm buying Vaseline and [insert object here], I get in line. Start having a nice "normal" conversation with the cashier as I put items on the conveyer belt thingy. She rings in the Vaseline, and I get a weird look. She rings in the condoms, and I get a weird look and her voice starts to trail off. She rings in the cucumber, and she doesn't look me in the face or say another word to me."