swedish supermarket woes

(angst courtesy of nick holmes)

my exchange friends have heard this one before. but just bear with me.

there's something about supermarkets that bring out the worst in people. similar to communal laundry rooms and the road (i.e. road rage). so there i was, minding my own business at a check-out lane in lidl (the cheap supermarket where the largely unsophisticated masses do their groceries) and after this lady in front of me had emptied her basket onto the conveyor belt, i left a respectable distance between her stuff and mine. 

apparently not waiting until she plonked down the divider sent her ballistic as she started berating me in svenska and violently threw my groceries off the belt. remember being half-asleep, as was the state i usually went to the store in and was too stunned to react. might've just rolled my eyes at her and might've growled 'you've gotta be kidding me...' with a  -_- face. point is, i didn't understand the overreaction. then again, swedish strangers are weird. maybe something about me annoyed her. maybe she yelled at me to go back to china (haha) but the happy ending to this diatribe is that the cashier told her off and made her pick up my stuff. 

what a crazy.