I’ve shopped alone for so long, that the thought of shopping with someone else is a bit intimidating….
When I go to the store alone – it’s just…ME. And it’s so easy to go shopping alone: I don’t have to put makeup on. I don’t have to hold my stomach in, or shave my legs. I can just…go to the store! And once there, I can go down any aisle I want: quick, slow – heck, I can even go down the same aisle three times, and who’s there to care? Ya’ know, I’ve even found myself at the store and changed my mind, deciding that I’d rather take a nap instead…
So imagine my surprise (momentary shock and terror) at finding myself at the store….in tandem:
“Oh crap!” I fret, “What is he doing? Oh…I think I know – I remember this! He’s pushing my cart! WhatdoIdowhatdoIdo? Should I pretend I don’t know he’s pushing the cart? Oh! Maybe I should I hold on to the cart—yes, that’s it! I’ll just place my hand next to his – then I’ll know what to d-
Whoa! What aisle is this!?!?!? Fruits and Vegetables? Nice….but I’m really not that crazy about
“Cantalopes!”
“What’s that?” he inquired, pausing the cart and perusing some melons.
“Nothing,” I reply, “I just forgot about the cantaloupes. Those are nice. I forgot how nice they are…”
After careful consideration, said fruit is placed carefully in the cart, and--
And we’re off again! The breakneck pace is exhilarating, even though I’m afraid I’m going to crash into the bread. Or the cookies. Gawd, I worry, what if I crush the cookie?
“Did you just say, ‘Cookies?’” he asked, “I love cookies.”
So…a few cookies later…
Oh heck, a few cookies and aisles later, I was riding in the basket – arms and feet dangling over the side, dazed and confused, but thoroughly enjoying the whirlwind swirling around me. I think I remember talking to a tall dwarf…or maybe it was a clown? Either way, he was very pleasant to talk to. We had a couple of conversations.
10 comments:
I seriously need to go shopping with someone..
wait..
shopping for me consists of a mcdonalds drive through...
I need to do better shopping first..
I see... said the blind man as he was picking your pocket.
and here's me dreading having to go to the grocery store again....
I would love to go shopping with someone else too, but only if I get to sit in the cart... that sounds like it is quite the rush.
You forgot to mention the size and ripeness of the cucumber.
And remember, shopping is like a chinese dinner - it's not over til you both get your cookies!
Hey, next time, go shopping with someone else more than once every 6 years, mmkay?
Lady R - I got the chills thinking of a drive through store trip....reminds me of high school!
lecram - he definitely was not blind...and I don't think he picked my pocket.
lime - my store is so much more fun...
cosima - giddyup!
mintzy - 1. veggies were fine. more than fine. 2. cookies were crumbled. 3. That is the plan.Really.
hmmm...hmmmm.... and hmmmm....
kien -
boy, if you keep humming like that ....
kien-
wait! I've a better one:
as many times and locations that we've gone shopping, how is it we've never gone to the store!?!?!?
okay -- NOW you can go back to humming....
:)
titter, titter, hehehe and hmmmm... :)
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