Tuesday, November 20, 2012
And it's only the beginning.....
Criminy, I had to run out last night to get some things for our Thanksgiving dinner at work. I'm thrilled (not) at the prospect of another dinner this week.....why we had to have one, I don't know. It's not like we don't have enough parties or dinners at that place as it is, but there I was, dreading the thought of planning another dinner and having to go into a grocery store 2 days before Thanksgiving yet. Ugh.
And yes, the grocery store was jam packed. I was not a happy camper.
Joe and I tried our damnedest to squeak by this cart and that one. We zipped past slow-pokes in the drink aisle and scooted past the empty Hostess display. We dodged entire families and bored stockboys. We were nearly breaking land-speed records and on our way out the door when we got caught behind Scooter Lady.
It never fails.
Why is it that when you want to get somewhere in the store.....need to get somewhere in the store....that's when those damn scooter people get directly in front of you and drive really, really slow. Ugh.
Joe zigged to the right....she pulled the scooter to the right. Joe zagged to the left....she went to the left. We couldn't ditch the babe no matter what we did.
Joe finally snipped over his shoulder to me "Turn right! GO!" and he nearly made it clear of the scooter when she made a sharp right.....right in front of him and cut him off at the knees. It was ugly--but a good scooter move, I have to say.
Joe was gonna kill her.
We followed her down the aisle, but then got stuck behind Scooter Lady when she got caught up in a cart jam--two cars were staggered in the aisle and preventing her from moving forward. So, I did the mature thing....instead of pushing ahead of her, I stepped to the side and moved one of the carts for her so she could move forward. But of course the maturity ended there...
as she waited for me to get out of the way, I said to her........"Punch it, Chewie!"
and she gunned it past me while Joe just stood there laughing. Then she stopped, turned around to look me square in the eyes and said....
"That made my day. Thanks for the laugh." and she wasn't mad or nuthin'. We all had a good chuckle and went on with our hell trip through the grocery store.
Humor. It's the only way to survive this madness called "holidays." Now to just remember that....