It is truly a Monday
Today has been one of those days. I start my day at the gas station and assume that since I am the only car there I will get in and out with ease. I pump my gas and go in to pay. There are two large black women in there buying ice cream and lottery tickets. Everytime their transaction is just about done they manage to scrape up yet another dollar for another scratch off ticket. They can’t just pick any ticket either. For the amount of time and thought they put into the process you would have thought it was a major life decision. Finally they are done buying lottery tickets and have moved onto trying to pronounce the cashier’s name correctly. After a few more minutes of that they leave and I am able to pay for my gas and start on my errands.
Next stop Schnuck’s. I have my list and am ready to rock and roll. Some creepy old guy kept running into me and smiling. I guess I am glad that I gave him something to smile about. Other than that Schnuck’s is uneventful.
Next destination Dollar Tree. Once again I have my list in hand and am ready to go. As I am entering Dollar Tree a woman turns her head and sneezes in my face! I am pretty horrified. It was nasty but I’m not going to let it ruin my day. As I am in the Dollar Tree this old woman kept following me around and asking me what I was buying. I understand that the elderly get lonely and I don’t mind talking to them but I hate having to explain my purchases. I finally go to pay. I am writing a check and the young black man working there asks me for my I.D. I get out my license and he says “Man, you really looked young!” So I guess I look like a sea hag now. Thank you.
Next is Kroger’s. I go in and start my shopping, once again with list in hand. I get to the cereal aisle and there is a young mother with her cart across the whole aisle. She is busy reading boxes of granola bars so she does not care that no one can get through. By this time I have had it. Do I yell at her? Do I move her cart for her? I have a much better plan than that. I show the 4 year old in her cart that I am buying Lucky Charms. I wave the box in front of him and he starts in on his mom. He is yelling “I want cereal. I want cereal.”. I feel alittle better and having an annoyed 4 year old is far worse than anything I could have said or done.
Finally last errand is the Cub Scout store to get my sons their books. I have given up on the rest of my errands by now. As I an getting ready to walk through the parking lot there is a shady looking guy on a bike watching me. By now I am like bring it on, I will rip your dick off and beat you to death with it. I think he sensed that I would not be messed with and kept on riding. So I go buy my books and start heading home.
I get myself home and start unloading all my stuff and something I bought at Dollar Tree is missing. I called the store and they pretty much said so what. I guess they didn’t understand the concept that I paid for merchandise that I did not receive. If I want my sparkling snowflake ornaments, I guess I will have to go in and buy them again and have someone else sneeze in my face!
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November 5, 2007 3:17 pm
idonotknowme, November 5, 2007 @ 5:58 pm
Four words: pay at the pump. If all I am getting is gas I never go inside. Lottery people are a major reason for that. If I ran a gas station/convenience store I would not sell lottery tickets and I would advertise the hell out of that fact. “Shop here and you will not be stuck behind social parasites wasting your tax dollars on lottery tickets”. That always burns me.
Using the child against her was a work of evil genius!
Todd Preble, November 5, 2007 @ 6:19 pm
With all of these stories, this is a treasure trove of ideas for the next Jay and Silent Bob movie or something.
East Bluff Barbie, November 5, 2007 @ 6:42 pm
I was trying to talk to the kid in the cart with my eyes and facial expressions just like Silent Bob. Obviously it worked!
East Bluff, November 5, 2007 @ 6:43 pm
Does that remind you of my adventure with tampons and St. Johnswort? I truly understand how you feel. People are F#@(!^& crazy. I LOVE the Lucky Charms idea!!!!
Sue, November 5, 2007 @ 6:50 pm
Have you ever considered having your groceries delivered?
hahaha
jenjw4, November 6, 2007 @ 12:25 pm
I usually pay at the pump but recently wanted to purchase a drink (of the carbonated variety, not liquor) and went into the gas station. OMG, it took forever and lottery purchases were the definite cause. The only plus, next time I’m feeling fat, having a bad hair day or hating ever item of clothes I own, I’ll just stop in the Stop’n'Shop for a quick self esteem boost. (It’s all a matter of comparison!)
jadedgirl, November 7, 2007 @ 8:42 am
He he….I HATE LOTTERY MONGERS! LOL
I pay at the pump unless I have to go in and purchase cancer sticks. But…this IS a problem.
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And are you sure the guy at Schnucks wasn’t my dad? He’s really old and follows people around and bugs them too. If it was my dad…I am truly sorry, and will scold him later for you…
Awesome post…although I am sorry about your crap day, it SO reminded me of something that would happen to myself. Good idea about the cereal…you are so ownery!
) And don’t be pullin’ no Lorena Bobbits out there in the jungle…trust me its just not worth the prison time.
I love it!
HUGS!
Jaded
Laura, November 8, 2007 @ 7:14 pm
BUT the lottery money goes to support wonderful school districts, like district 150.