Monday, April 28, 2014

Delusional Lady and Target

Why does every trip to Target result in me blogging?

In case you didn't notice, its pouring out. 

Pouring. On and off all day. 

We shall start this journey there.

So I am driving to Target, two hands on the wheel, trying not to let the wind take me off the road. I pull in and try to park strategically. I see the *perfect* spot. Not too far from the door...and right next to a cart return.

It would be perfect. I could run back to my car in the rain, but my hatch would shield me as I leisurely unpacked my groceries, all while chuckling at all the poop people who had cars....who didn't have a hatch! (I just saw my "poop" typo...and its too good to delete.It should say "poor" but poop is a good alternative.) 

Anyways, I grab my coupon binder and head it. Luckily I was able to dodge the rain at this moment. 

To start, I wanted to find this frozen pasta stuff I had gotten for P before. Do you think I can find it?? If someone was like, "PAM! You will win a MILLION dollars if you find that damn frozen pasta again!!" I wouldn't win.

How is it that I can be like drawn to it the first time....then after I learn my kid loves it, never find it again? I walked around the frozen food aisle at least 3 times. 

Throughout my trip there were LOUD cracks of thunder. So loud it sounded like I was outside, on a hill, next to a tree, that had a megaphone on it to funnel down the thunder to me. Too much? I'm tired. 

It is interesting to watch people react. It was so loud that I jumped almost every time. People would nervously look around and laugh at each other and comment on the rain. 

When I stopped to get lunch meat, the deli lady and I had a whole discussion on how it was just our luck the that on again off again rain would be "on again" when we were both about to leave. At that point it was pouring and all I could think about was my awesome parking job. I would be able to unload my groceries in peace.

I get to the checkout and size up my overflowing cart. I have learned my lesson with couponing. If your coupon is for multiple things, like buy 3 pastas get a dollar off, put that stuff at the end of your purchase. That way when their computer prompts them to make sure you bought enough you don't have to dig through all the bags to prove it. That happened to me once...with like 3 coupons. So embarrassing and annoying.  

Anyways, I put up a divider and start to put my things on the belt. All of a sudden the women ahead of me is pushing my things back. 

 She stood there frantically trying to push back my divider and then when that didn't work, she just started to push my food back.

I don't know why I was grossed out. She was touching all the food I was about to buy, but I'm sure 19 people before her had touched my food as well. Who cares though? I was about to buy it, put it in my kitchen and her germs were getting all over it.

 Why was she touching everything you ask?

Because it was touching her bread. "I don't want it smooshed." she mumbled.

Really?

I barely ever make it to the checkout without my bread being smooshed, and if I do..it most definitely doesn't make it home that way. and if it does make it home...it doesn't make it inside that way. 

She was delusional. 

Stop touching my food swan.

So anyways, its pouring. Like God has turned on the tub faucet and was wasting water. I took comfort in knowing I will only get a little soaked.

I run to my car....open my hatch.........and I'm still getting wet. The inside of my car is getting wet.

The stupid wind was blowing the rain right at me. 

I hate sideways rain.



These are kind of stupid...but the first video of the panda is awesome. You need a laugh...

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