The mad house some people call a grocery store
I just thought of something I wanted to cook for tomorrow so I thought I would go get the stuff to make it. I went to the grocery store where there were hardly any parking spaces but I finally found one far from the door.
I went into said grocery store and found the isles full of families (like 3 and 4 people per cart) and could hardly make it through. I had to get three things and knew exactly where they were. I went to the speedy checkout lane where the guy at the register was wearing the tightest pants I think I have seen a man wear in years.
As he was ringing the things up I looked down just as he looked at me. I was caught looking at this guys crotch! He looked at me and smiled...I may have to visit more often!
posted by volsfan at 2:23 PM
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Well, the guy had the scruffy look going on as he hadn't shaved and his hair was all shuffled. It was just a look that did interest me.
I walked straight through the line as well even though it was crowded.
Why the heck had they run out of chopped broccoli?
7:19 PM
See, there's an upside to everything!
Last night the store was a madhouse! Do you know, the express lane had the longest line? I went all the way to the other end of the registers and got on a line with only 2 people in front of me! One was almost done and the other had just a handbasket of items, so he was done quickly!
9:59 AM
I get confused when you use "he" and "hand basket" in the same sentence!
8:25 AM
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