Tonight I didn't go out. First because I am a little under the weather, and second because I'll be going out tomorrow to watch football with the ladies. Wait. I did go out. I showered, dressed, put on make up and did my hair to go to the grocery store. On a Saturday when men and women are out enjoying fermented brew I'm hanging out in the cheese aisle of the Safeway.
I took a close look at where I was standing. Nobody was in the aisle, and I had one of those tiny shopping carts with one thing in it: buffalo wings from the deli for dinner. Walking slowly down the aisles I picked up things that I wanted or needed.
Eventually I got to the last row which is the "spirits" aisle. I contemplated buying wine that I know would give me a headache.
Well maybe I could be like coworkers or friends of mine that can go home and have a glass of wine after work. Hmm. Then I went back to the idea that it gives me one hell of a headache and passed at grabbing the wine.
Looking down at my "bachelorette" shopping cart and studied the contents. Catfood, precooked buffalo wings, Tums, fresheners for the cat's stinky ass (two different kinds), ranch dressing (two because I have a hard time buying just one of anything), tortilla chips, fake guacamole in a jar, sundried tomato and basil wheat thins (two boxes of course), two two liters of Diet Coke and two loafs of wheat bread.
I know you're wondering... What's with the buying things in sets of two? I don't know. I really do have a hard time buying things one at a time. I'm assuming it's just one of my obsessive/compulsive behaviors.
And noticing that living in the Pacific Northwest has changed me quite a bit I grabbed four reusable shopping bags and threw them in the cart. On this overcast Saturday I drove back home, unlocked the door and set the bags down on the floor where Rikki had to inspect them like everything that comes into his home.
I guess it's my fault my life has ended up the way it has. Is that good? Is it bad? I don't know. Next time I'm wondering why I'm such a loner I need to go look in the mirror, or do what I did tonight: walk down the empty aisles of a store on a Saturday night.
3 comments:
Whenever I go grocery shopping I'm always embarrassed at checkout because it looks like I'm shopping for a 13 year old.
Robert Riley said...
I am embarrassed when i go to the store because I buy things like tator-dogs :-) Littl joke between Tiff and I .. hehe
I didn't mean to cause a huge thing, was just pointing out that we live like bachlors.. maybe having a place for visitors to sit would be more inviting..
I must say thing.. In your house, the floor is quite comfortable, and if it were not for your kitty chewing off my nose, I would get down and sit on the floor with him.... :-)
It is funny the way I ran across this thread. I was on vacation at Big Sur in California earlier this year and went shopping at a Safeway store while in Carmel.
They had these small half sized shopping carts that I had not seen before. Well I used one for the usual purchases one will make while on vacation (fresh peaches, Perrier, some medium cheddar cheese etc) oh and just one of each except for the peaches. I got 5 as I really like peaches.
So I get back form my vacation and have not thought back on the shopping experience at safeway in Carmel until one day at the local Food 4 Less supermarket it took 5 or 6 tries to get a shopping cart that would roll even half way straight.
And then I suddenly realized I had this problem constantly at that same store as they never seemed to repair or replace their carts.
And that somehow triggered the memory of the half sized shopping carts at Safeway in Carmel amd how nice it was to have a shopping cart that didnt need a front end alignment.
Silly stuff to complain about? Like they say it is the little things in life that make us crazy.
But if my local stores would use that smaller cart (I think of it as the Cadillac Cart) I would gladly pay more for my groceries just to avoid having to choose between a half dozen broken carts on every shopping trip.
OCD? Maybe a tiny bit, yeah.I saved a copy of the pic of the "bachelorette cart" to send to my son who I have mentioned a few times about my frustration with Food 4 Less's beat up carts. He thinks I am getting old and crochetty.
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