The Adventures in Grocery Shopping

I stopped by the grocery store on the way home from work(last Tuesday, day before I got laid off). The very first spot on one of the lanes is empty, so I drove around to it. And what do I see? A shopping cart right in the middle of the parking spot and a woman loading her stuff into her pickup truck. I was a tad annoyed, but whatever.

So I went and parked at the next available spot, which was right next to the cart return thingy. I walked toward the store, and that same woman in the truck was trying to reverse and nearly hit me. I gave her a dirty look, it was kinda dark so I doubt she even saw it. She paused and let me pass. Then I saw she did not return the shopping cart to the return thingy. Yeah, real nice I thought.

After I was done rounding up all the essentials, I headed for the cashier lanes. One lane looked fairly empty so I started walking toward it. Alas, a guy dressed in suit&tie basically skipped his way and beat me to it. He gave me a dirty look. Yeah whatever. So I picked the next best cashier lane. When I was bagging the groceries, I glanced over to the suit guy’s lane. Ha, serves you right! He was still waiting for the cashier to be finished with the customer before him. And among his groceries, was a bouquet of red roses. I felt sorry for the woman (or man) he’s buying this for*.

I bagged my groceries and who’s right behind me but Ms. Blabber-Mouth blaring into her cell phone talking about the most rediculously pointless things.

I rushed out of the store to escape.

On the other side of the cart return thingy where I was parked, was a GQ stud loading his groceries. He glanced at me and flashed me his pearly whites. If I wasn’t a married woman I would have asked for his name/number. That saved the evening.***

* This metro area is ranked just right after SF for highest gay/lesbian population.

*** After I came home, I told hubby that a very handsome guy smiled at me at the grocery store parking lot. He said, “he must have been amused by your Eskimo jacket instead!” What a way to pop a girl’s daydream.