Stop here if you don't want to read completely useless information. I warned you...
On my way home from Starbucks, I pulled onto my street to realize that our handyman was there putting the furniture back on the deck from where it had just been painted. I decided that I was not ready for any social interactions yet, being that it was only noon and I had only had about 3 sips of my coffee, so I drove around my neighborhood a few times. By the third time I could tell that the lady walking with the small child and poodle was getting wary of me driving around in circles. I laughed at the thought of her assuming I was a sexual predator. Not for you, honey. Not for you.
To prevent her from sending a mass email warning everyone of the creeper in the Xterra, I headed to the grocery to get some things to make lunch. I wandered like I had the intention of buying anything other than turkey and a People magazine. Not any People magazine, mind you; the Justin Bieber People Magazine. Upon picking this up, I realized that the Beibs has dolphin teeth. It stung my heart for a second that I could find a flaw with this beautiful little creature. It stung even more when I thought that maybe they were just his baby teeth.
I strolled up to the checkout behind the person with the smallest purchase I could find to speed things along. Wrong. If you're looking to get in and out of a grocery store in record time you probably shouldn't go between the hours of 9am and 1pm. Apparently, this is prime elderly time. The man in front of me (with the small but time consuming purchase) got cash back. He asked for 10- $1's. I had to catch myself from making a comment about him hitting up the strip club later. I forget sometimes I am no longer in Tuscaloosa.
I just got home from our Wednesday Night Supper Club and realized I had to finish a project for work tomorrow. So, what did I do about it you ask? I sat down and wrote this completely unimportant post about me being weird in social situations.
You're welcome.
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