So I'm at the Grocery Store...
Posted: Thu Sep 01, 2005 3:50 am
So I'm at the grocery store with my younger brother picking a few last minute items for dinner at the folks place. After we grab an onion and garlic to saute the ground beef and some red bell peppers to top off my mom's green salad a woman in her late 40s approaches us with her jaw dropped. She looks my brother right in the eyes and is about to put her hands on his cheeks as she asks "Matt?". My brother and I were taken aback by this and told her that she must be confusing my brother with someone else and tell her my brother's name is Troy. She seemed a bit embarrassed and explained that her son, Matt, had disappeared a two and a half years ago and my brother strongly resebmled her of her son, who would be the same age as my brother. She appologized for the misunderstanding and we told her how sorry we were for her loss.
As we start to walk away from this awkward situation, she stops us and asks my brother is he would do her a favor. My brother is a nice guy and says he'll do what he can. She then asks if my brother would be so kind as to just wave and say good-bye to her before she leaves the store. My brother and I exchange questioning glances, but decide it's not much to do for someone who lost a son. She thanks us and starts heading to the checkout line.
We still needed to pick up some balsamic vinegar, so we headed toward the isle. As we get back to the check out line - the only one that was open - the lady is just about finished checking out. She sees us, smiles and says "good-bye, Matt". My brother felt a little awkward, but indulged her by waving and saying "good-bye" back. Her smile widens before she turns and starts puching her full cart towards the door.
Meanwhile there are two people in front of us in line, but each of them only has a couple of items. They pay for their food fairly quickly and are on their way. Then the checker starts ringing up our order, which consists of one white onion, one head of garlic, two red bell peppers and a bottle of balsamic vinegar. Well, the checker totals the order and it comes out to $153.27. I was shocked and asked how the hell that could happen for such a small order. The checker said "Your order came out to $12.36, but your mother's order came out to 140.91. She said you were going to pay for her order, as well."
At this point, my blood start pumping and I told my brother to wait at the checkstand. I sprinted out the door the lady went out and looked around the parking lot. It took a few seconds, but I spotted her as she's just about finished putting the groceries in her trunk. I bolted towards her car and she sees me approaching. She hurries to put the last bag in her car and starts closing the trunk. I'm now about 20 yards away and she makes a break for the car door. She opens the door and starts climbing in. I reach her just before she gets all the way in the car. Her left leg is still hanging out the door so I grab her. I ask her what the hell she was thinking as I start pulling her leg. I keep pulling and pulling and pulling on her leg...
just like I'm pulling yours!
4K is on the way, probally later today. Start warming up your modems you 56kers!
As we start to walk away from this awkward situation, she stops us and asks my brother is he would do her a favor. My brother is a nice guy and says he'll do what he can. She then asks if my brother would be so kind as to just wave and say good-bye to her before she leaves the store. My brother and I exchange questioning glances, but decide it's not much to do for someone who lost a son. She thanks us and starts heading to the checkout line.
We still needed to pick up some balsamic vinegar, so we headed toward the isle. As we get back to the check out line - the only one that was open - the lady is just about finished checking out. She sees us, smiles and says "good-bye, Matt". My brother felt a little awkward, but indulged her by waving and saying "good-bye" back. Her smile widens before she turns and starts puching her full cart towards the door.
Meanwhile there are two people in front of us in line, but each of them only has a couple of items. They pay for their food fairly quickly and are on their way. Then the checker starts ringing up our order, which consists of one white onion, one head of garlic, two red bell peppers and a bottle of balsamic vinegar. Well, the checker totals the order and it comes out to $153.27. I was shocked and asked how the hell that could happen for such a small order. The checker said "Your order came out to $12.36, but your mother's order came out to 140.91. She said you were going to pay for her order, as well."
At this point, my blood start pumping and I told my brother to wait at the checkstand. I sprinted out the door the lady went out and looked around the parking lot. It took a few seconds, but I spotted her as she's just about finished putting the groceries in her trunk. I bolted towards her car and she sees me approaching. She hurries to put the last bag in her car and starts closing the trunk. I'm now about 20 yards away and she makes a break for the car door. She opens the door and starts climbing in. I reach her just before she gets all the way in the car. Her left leg is still hanging out the door so I grab her. I ask her what the hell she was thinking as I start pulling her leg. I keep pulling and pulling and pulling on her leg...
just like I'm pulling yours!
4K is on the way, probally later today. Start warming up your modems you 56kers!
You are something else !!
That was good.
I needed a good chuckle this morning, thanks.
