Its a struggle
Ever been outside of the USA?  You know where the customer is not always right and you can’t return your impulse purchases.  A place where you can’t get coffee to go and where grocery stores close at 8 p.m. and often close shop on sunday.  Sorry nobody in this city accepts credit cards.  Have I just mentioned your biggest fears?

Is your life based around convenience?  prepackaged food, instant meals and 24 hour fueling stations?  Do you hate waiting in line and wish you had the privilege to squash everybody in front of you?  Do you fantasize about cutting lines into clubs and skipping to the front of the Space Mountain line because you have celebrity status, or because you are just filthy rich and popular?

Why am I asking all this?  Because I’m trying to figure out what is wrong with me...