Often a person on their way to work stops at the corner store and ends up getting stuck behind a compulsive gambler who should be feeding their addiction in a casino rather than holding up customers who are in a rush. As the lotto-head fusses about validating tickets, trying to pick winning numbers / scratch tickets etc. the customer behind them becomes late for work.
Cashier -"Sorry sir, I don't smoke, I don't really know but a lot of customers get these new Studio smokes"
Customer behind gambler clenches teeth and thinks to himself "F***, now I'm late for work, these lotto-heads without jobs... I feel like saying something"