To the crazed woman behind me at the grocery check out:
Yes, I was way in front of you.
Yes, I had my act together. I had my debit card out. My groceries put on the conveyor belt correctly…heavy, cold, produce. all in the proper order. thankyouverymuch. ( a bit anal?)
I even had my Reusable bags ready to go.
As I am trying to swipe my debit card, You were ignoring your 6 kids under 8 yrs old.
They were running wild. Meanwhile you were PUSHING your cart into my hip. Owwww
I know you were distracted. Not by your kids of course.
But by your having to fill out your food stamp papers.
Yes. I saw that and that is ok. I am all for helping those in real need.
But really, could you NOT buy some condoms with those food stamps?
Instead of the (2) twelve packs of beer you had behind the milk and cereal?
aggghhh. Why do I feel like I am the voice of reason? that is scary for me.
and it should be for you too.