Supermarkets - nosey nosey!!

We all do it, but not many of us admit to doing it; a few of us do it without even knowing we are doing it. As for me; I do it, I know I am doing it, and I know I will keep doing it...
When things have ground to a halt - usually at a till queue, occasionally when blocked from the next item on your shopping list by someone else's trolley, and of course not forgetting being stalled behind the numtee who can't park his trolley properly (I have a real problem with those guys in case you hadn't realised!) I have a bit of a wandering eye; and that eye takes me to the content of other people's trolleys and baskets.
Now, I confess that I am the last person to pass judgement on someone else's life; however I just can't help playing the 'what does your shopping say about you' game. Here are the commonest types, and my associated translations.....speaking as a man, I am telling this from the perspective of a male shopper....
Charcoal, 8 sausages, 48 cans of lager and 48 cans of cider ('it's a sunny day, got the boys coming round, and I think the sausage/booze ratio is just about perfect').
Fruit, vegetables, quinoa, wholemeal pasta, quorn sausages, 100% wholemeal bread, Mars Bar ('the wife wrote my shopping list, and the Mars Bar will be gone by the time I walk over the threshold')
One baked potato, one carrot, two ready meals, six pack of baked beans ('could I be any more single?!! but hey, isn't Tesco's the new night club for picking up birds? see you by the eggs....nudge nudge, wink wink')
8 melt-in-the-middle chocolate puddings, 4 packets of Pringles, 6 boxes of chocolate chip cookies, 4 packs of butter (tricky one this; either....'my kids have reeeeeeeally terrible diets, and this lot won't last long with those lot eating me out of house and home' or possibly........'I hope you all think that I am shopping for the family, and I am not in actual fact going to go home and scoff the lot in front of a Lord of the Rings/Star Wars all-nighter')
Love it!! Of course not only can I be the judger, I am no doubt at times the judgee. Who knows what my trolley of super-duper healthy food (honest!!) says about me? Right now I think I am foxing a lot of people; as I am an overweight guy with food which does not match an overweight guy. I am guessing the resultant theories would be 'he is shopping for someone else' or 'dodgy thyroid'; hopefully a few will guess the real reason! I might throw in a couple of pounds of LARD just to maintain the stereotype.
This draws to a close the monthly subject of 'Supermarkets'. Coming next............wait and see!! (another way of saying 'I have no idea'!)