My husband wakes up really early for work but usually I go back to sleep right after he leaves. Not so this morning. So, at four am as I was staring at the ceiling I decided to get some writing done. After coffee and breakfast I managed to write 1400 words before seven. Not too shabby. My day is off to a great start. Or so I think until I get to the grocery store.
Since moving to a smaller, coastal town I've had to make adjustments. Don't get me wrong, the pros by far outweigh the cons but I really miss having a large grocery store near me. (translation: I miss Publix!!) We've got mom and pop type shops and specialty stores here that are nice for picking up paper towels or exotic food, but these places aren't conducive for large scale buying. Let me preface this by saying I'm not a fan of Wal Mart. I never have been. Unfortunately the only place to buy groceries in a 10-20 mile radius is the big W. As soon as I got there this creepy man started following me down multiple aisles, but not buying anything. Finally I asked him if he needed something and he wanted to know where the ice cream was. Wearing my brown shorts and yellow tank top, I don't think I looked like I work there, but whatever. I helped the guy out because I was afraid not to. Next, I get hit on by creepy tattoo man. That's kind of standard for this place though.
Then, as I'm checking out I notice that the cashier (who was really nice, I'd like to add) is ringing up stuff that's not mine. I'd been putting stuff in my cart so I didn't notice. The guy behind me had used the groce
ry divider but somehow couldn't figure out how to use it. He put a bunch of stuff in front of the divider into my pile of groceries. I'm still not sure if it was intentional or if he really doesn't know what those things are for. I would have loaded his stuff into my cart so it's not as if I'd be paying for his stuff and he'd be taking it home. And it's not like the stuff fell over the line b/c it was actually placed in front of a bunch of my foodstuff. Too weird. The cashier shot him a dirty look as she voided all his junk and I got the feeling this isn't the first time that's happened.Finally, as I'm loading my car I notice a car waiting with their blinker on. I have no idea what they're doing since there's an open spot next to mine. Sure, it's one spot farther from the store, but seriously, one spot? It's not like there was a cart blocking it. I'm thinking there's no way they're that lazy but sure enough, as soon as I drive away, they zoom in. Weirdos.
Living in a small town definitely has advantages and disadvantages. At least it's giving me fodder to write about. :) How's your week so far?
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I'd hate to not have a Publix near me. And I share your disdain for WalMart - ick! But good for you on all that writing so early.
Miss ya, hun!
Publix must be a southern thing, I don't know what that is.
But I also hate W-mart. Sadly, you can save a lot of money there. It just feels so WRONG.
Oh Katie, that's a story! Would make me think twice about shopping at WalMart too. Maybe you should only go when it's really busy, so you don't get singled out by all the weirdos.
Congrats on getting all that writing done though, that's awesome!
Yeah Walmart is a no no for me. I took my car there once for an oil change and they basically ruined it and kept me there for 4 hours after their screw up.
HATE THEM.
I now go to HyVee its so stinkin nice!
Thanks for visiting my blog. This was a great story! I do love blog posts with pictures.
On a side note, it's been a long time since I've shopped at the big W. But this makes me want to go back, just to see if I can pick up some strange stories like this.
I do love a good story.
I miss you too Wynter, even more than Publix :)
Publix is a southern thing December and it's pure awesome!
That's a good idea, Kaylea! Though I'm worried if going when it's busy would just bring out more weirdos, lol.
Sarai, I don't know what HyVee is but I'm already jealous ;)
Camryn, I believe I followed you from twitter. Seriously, if you don't have to go to W, don't. I'm shuddering even thinking about my next trip!
Oh, I'm sorry about the creepy, the weird and the insanely aggrivating. I do feel your pain though, so if you ever need to bitch, c'mon over and I'll mix up some tasty beverages.
I'll never say no to tasty beverages!
All those weirdos, and one of them was putting extra stuff in your area of the belt for you to ring up? That is SO weird.
Wow, creepay! But, look at the fun post you got out of it.
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