Well…the grocery fairy no-showed again last night leaving me to the dreaded task.
What is it about spending $1.5 million at the grocery store for it all either to be eaten, thrown away, or flushed down the toilet a few days later that isn’t so thrilling? 😂
I normally try to stay away from the big chain store that starts with a “W” but I needed a new watch battery and I wanted to combine everything in one trip.
Definition of Run-Walk: Walking really fast while being out of shape, so it feels like you are running.
Since I don’t like being there, whatsoever, I wanted to get the job done quickly. I ran-walked into the store and went directly to the service desk, where I stood in line behind a few others to ask for help at the watch battery department:
Lady: “Sure…I will send someone over right now.”
I, of course, ran-walked to the batteries and waited.
Ten minutes later, I ran-walked back to the service counter, stood behind 3 more people to hear….
Lady: “I will page someone over head now.”
I ran-walked back over there, to stand another several minutes to have the watch battery smoothly changed in about ten seconds flat after battery-girl showed up.
Finally admitting to myself that there is no such thing as a grocery fairy, I ran-walked the entire store, and finally made it to check out. Exhausted and unloading my cart, one of my items, thankfully wrapped in a plastic container, slipped from my hands and rolled…… somewhere. I looked everywhere for that thing. I looked all around my cashier’s feet, all around the cashier beside her, even in the front where the twirly-gig bag holder is located.
Check-out girl said, “I bet it went under there” and pointed to the candy rack between the two registers. Her face looked like this. 😐
I looked “under there” and sure enough. Clear back to the back of the candy rack, underneath another register conveyor belt was my item. Along with someone else’s shriveled up mango. 😷👎🏼
The “I-will-page-someone-over-head-now” lady heard what was going on and brought me a janky-ass broom stick to swoosh out my item. Now, I had two choices. I could either do that….or run-walk half way through the store and get a different one. I chose the janky-ass broom stick. 😦
There are two positives in this whole experience:
I didn’t hand-pick that ONE loud wobbly-wheeled cart.
And….. My Pantry is now FULL! 😀 Yay!!!
Some day soon, I will do a whole post on the kitchen. FYI: We found our pantry door at a garage sale last summer. Isn’t it just grand? It’s my fave! 😉
Update: I got home, jumped online, and noticed a friend’s Facebook status….
***No offense Dr Gyno, but if your computers are down, I’d seriously rather spend the extra 35 minutes clothed in the waiting room…change that to 45 #freezinginagown #hurryup
That made me laugh pretty hard!!!! We’ve all been there.
Follow us on Facebook and Instagram where you will see a few different pictures than here. I begged people to follow me on Instagram last night because I hung out at 899 followers all day. That number hurts when you are a bit anal. I hit 900 followers a few minutes later. Cheers to you, and cheers to me, the Grocery Fairy. 🍷
And, I pledge my love to you all! ♥
Buh Bye now!