The other day I was in line at the pharmacy at Walmart waiting to get my prescription filled and this really old lady was in front of me. Let's call her Stella. All is quiet and then Stella steps up to the plate. "Young Man! I have been standing here for an hour where is my prescription. This is unacceptable! I can't believe I've been waiting this long. This is unacceptable!" She not only says it, she whines it. I mean a "my kitty kat was killed" kind of whine. A "I'm gonna tell on you" "You took my lollipop" "I want my blankie" kind of whine. You should've seen the guy behind the counters look. His mouth was wide open, eyes were buggy and fear gripped him like a deer caught in headlights. Everyone in line fell silent as an homage to the uncomfortable whinings by Stella. We all realized, even her, how uncomfortable it was. He regained what little composure he had left and said "It'll be ready soon". "Well I guess I'll just have to wait." He should've said, "Only if you use your indoor voice." You think uncomfortable silences are weird on a date, try uncomfortable whinings in real life. That's where the real drama is.

Reporter: Tell me, how did you find America?
John Lennon: Turned left at Greenland.
~ "A Hard Day's Night"