While driving my speedy wheelchair towards the pharmacy window, I heard some yelling and screeching about 10 feet behind me:
Some random woman (SRW): Damn it!
Madame J: Ouch! Watch where you're going!
SRW: It's not fair!
Madame J: Excuse me?
SRW: That wheelchair beat me to the pharmacist.
Madame J: Is that why you ran into me? You were trying to race the wheelchair?
SRW: It's not fair. I should have run faster.
Madame J: Oh, really?
SRW: Really. Damn wheelchairs. I should have run faster.