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In the Wal of Mart today (I know, I know...my first mistake..lol). I had to get some groceries and some mucinex to kill this thing thats growing in my chest.
So anywho, apparently NO ONE told me it was the annual meeting of the "Suddenly stopping while pushing a shopping cart and standing in the way" support group...
Seriously, holy shit. EVERY single aisle I went through were random people suddenly stopping and blocking cart traffic either way. Some oblivious to the stares and excuse me's, some just not paying attention. Either way, it was honestly REALLY annoying, as my daughter was in the cart and if I had hit someone I wouldve given her whiplash. Lol. Im an aggressive cart pusher, but today i was sick, going much slower than usual and these asses still put their ankles in danger.
As I hit the last aisle (yogurt and OJ...mmmm!), I see a little spanish woman eyeing me leeringly....I give her a
and continue down the aisle..she starts to match me pace for pace, then pulls in front of my cart, stops and comes back to talk to me...
She gets..UNCOMFORTABLY close to my face...LOL...up to my ear and asks "Hablas espanol?".
So I say yes and we proceed with a little conversation. She has the deal of a century for me.
She'll pay for my groceries with her "coupon card" aka foodstamps and I give her the cash..Um no honey...
I told her no and sorry and left. She looked like she was going to poop herself...either this was the first time she asked someone or the first time someone had told her no.
She couldve least sweetened the deal and offered 70 real cents to the food stamp dollar
(just kidding guys!).
We then go to pharmacy and am finally getting the mucinex. Its one you have to pull the card then wait in line for. Hubby goes to wait in line and I stand back with the cart and daughter. I look over to the right and see my ex-neighbor STARING at me.
Now, I have to explain. This neighbor lived in an apt DIRECTLY across the street from my house. Everything I exited or entered my house for any reason..if he was home...he'd come outside and fiddle with his car until I left.
Weird right? He never once said hi. Never a wave, just stared. He lived there with his girlfriend, who I would consider freaking HOT, hawter than me, and still..stared at me. Creepy...for realz.
So, I noticed the stare (of death or desire??), broke off to my left and hid behind an aisle, where I could still see my hubby but not creepy neighbor man...Lol.
Finally, got a soft pretzel and some lemonade (neither of which I could taste) and got home and took a nap.
............And so the prophecy was fulfilled and how the people rejoiced.
The end.
So anywho, apparently NO ONE told me it was the annual meeting of the "Suddenly stopping while pushing a shopping cart and standing in the way" support group...
Seriously, holy shit. EVERY single aisle I went through were random people suddenly stopping and blocking cart traffic either way. Some oblivious to the stares and excuse me's, some just not paying attention. Either way, it was honestly REALLY annoying, as my daughter was in the cart and if I had hit someone I wouldve given her whiplash. Lol. Im an aggressive cart pusher, but today i was sick, going much slower than usual and these asses still put their ankles in danger.
As I hit the last aisle (yogurt and OJ...mmmm!), I see a little spanish woman eyeing me leeringly....I give her a
and continue down the aisle..she starts to match me pace for pace, then pulls in front of my cart, stops and comes back to talk to me...She gets..UNCOMFORTABLY close to my face...LOL...up to my ear and asks "Hablas espanol?".
So I say yes and we proceed with a little conversation. She has the deal of a century for me.
She'll pay for my groceries with her "coupon card" aka foodstamps and I give her the cash..Um no honey...
I told her no and sorry and left. She looked like she was going to poop herself...either this was the first time she asked someone or the first time someone had told her no.
She couldve least sweetened the deal and offered 70 real cents to the food stamp dollar
(just kidding guys!).We then go to pharmacy and am finally getting the mucinex. Its one you have to pull the card then wait in line for. Hubby goes to wait in line and I stand back with the cart and daughter. I look over to the right and see my ex-neighbor STARING at me.
Now, I have to explain. This neighbor lived in an apt DIRECTLY across the street from my house. Everything I exited or entered my house for any reason..if he was home...he'd come outside and fiddle with his car until I left.
Weird right? He never once said hi. Never a wave, just stared. He lived there with his girlfriend, who I would consider freaking HOT, hawter than me, and still..stared at me. Creepy...for realz.
So, I noticed the stare (of death or desire??), broke off to my left and hid behind an aisle, where I could still see my hubby but not creepy neighbor man...Lol.
Finally, got a soft pretzel and some lemonade (neither of which I could taste) and got home and took a nap.
............And so the prophecy was fulfilled and how the people rejoiced.
The end.
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