I have no friends....well at least not on here, other then my girlfriend, but thats all okay, thats all I need. Although, maybe if I were to actually type entries in my journal someone would take sympathy and offer there friendship. Wow, this really sounds pathetic now, honest I'm not as pathetic as this sounds. I have friends, really I do....now I sound needy. I should stop typing now......
Let me try again..
Don't you hate it when you go to the grocery, just to get one simple thing, the coke for your rum and cokes later, or the bread to go with your pasta for dinner, you get the picture. So thinking your going to be in and out real quick, because your starving, or you can't wait to get home to have a drink and hang out with friends (assuming you have some, I do honest) So, you grab your bread and head for the express lane. All of the other lines are long, and youre glad, you're just getting the one thing to complete your day. You get in the express lane, and there they are, you quickly check the other lines, debating about switching to another line. But you think they only have a few melons, a case of Ensure, and Fixodent, so you decide this can't take long. The cashier proceeds to ring up there items, but the melons come up $1.25 a pound, and the old lady begins to insist they are suppose to be $1.15. The cashier calls for a price check, and 2 more people in the other line with enough food to feed an small village in India depart the store. The melon issue is resolved, and you re-gain your confidence the ordeal is over. The Fixodent is rang up and they get there total. The older couple then ask if they can write a check. The friendly cashier says "yes, but just this one time", as you curse the cashier, her family, her ancestors, and any future offspring under your breath, your confidence sways, but you persevere and continue to wait, as the elderly lady begins digging in an oversized purse, big enough to house a full size golden retriever. Mean while 4 more fully loaded shopping carts depart the store, obviously with enough food that they must be head to Sri Lanka to support the relief effort. Your patience is growing thin, the elderly husband has joined the search for the check book, and you're tempted to join in, but at last the proverbial "Golden Ticket" is located and the check writing begins. Courtesly, (but more to speed up the process) you offer your pen, the elderly lady thanks you, and you reply, gritting your teeth, "Your Welcome", and mumble some obscenity under you breath. The elderly couple then returns the contents of the purse, and pats the golden retriever on the head, and you have reached the promised land. It's your turn!! Your item is rang up, and you reach for your wallet....but wait, this cant be, its not there, it's in your car. AND Now you're the jackass, because now there are 5 people just like you waiting in line behind you. You think to yourself, this is why McDonald's post those signs in the drive thru "Please have your payment ready", to avoid embarrassing moments like this. You want to apologize to everyone in line, explain what happened, and ask forgiveness as if you where at confessional. Instead, you hang you're head in shame and head to your car. On your way to the door you see the old couple again. They have stopped to look at the flowers. The old man grabs a big bouquet of flowers and is heading back to the, now long line, at the express lane with the flowers in hand for is bride of what must be at least 50 years. Then you remember what else you forgot to pick up at the grocery store, flowers for your girlfriend. Relieved, and somewhat thankful of the old couple, you help the elderly lady to her car with her groceries, retrieve you're wallet, head back to the store, grab some flowers, and avoid the line the old man is in. The moral of the store, no one ever reads the signs at express lanes, IT 9 ITEMS or LESS and NO CHECKS.
Let me try again..
Don't you hate it when you go to the grocery, just to get one simple thing, the coke for your rum and cokes later, or the bread to go with your pasta for dinner, you get the picture. So thinking your going to be in and out real quick, because your starving, or you can't wait to get home to have a drink and hang out with friends (assuming you have some, I do honest) So, you grab your bread and head for the express lane. All of the other lines are long, and youre glad, you're just getting the one thing to complete your day. You get in the express lane, and there they are, you quickly check the other lines, debating about switching to another line. But you think they only have a few melons, a case of Ensure, and Fixodent, so you decide this can't take long. The cashier proceeds to ring up there items, but the melons come up $1.25 a pound, and the old lady begins to insist they are suppose to be $1.15. The cashier calls for a price check, and 2 more people in the other line with enough food to feed an small village in India depart the store. The melon issue is resolved, and you re-gain your confidence the ordeal is over. The Fixodent is rang up and they get there total. The older couple then ask if they can write a check. The friendly cashier says "yes, but just this one time", as you curse the cashier, her family, her ancestors, and any future offspring under your breath, your confidence sways, but you persevere and continue to wait, as the elderly lady begins digging in an oversized purse, big enough to house a full size golden retriever. Mean while 4 more fully loaded shopping carts depart the store, obviously with enough food that they must be head to Sri Lanka to support the relief effort. Your patience is growing thin, the elderly husband has joined the search for the check book, and you're tempted to join in, but at last the proverbial "Golden Ticket" is located and the check writing begins. Courtesly, (but more to speed up the process) you offer your pen, the elderly lady thanks you, and you reply, gritting your teeth, "Your Welcome", and mumble some obscenity under you breath. The elderly couple then returns the contents of the purse, and pats the golden retriever on the head, and you have reached the promised land. It's your turn!! Your item is rang up, and you reach for your wallet....but wait, this cant be, its not there, it's in your car. AND Now you're the jackass, because now there are 5 people just like you waiting in line behind you. You think to yourself, this is why McDonald's post those signs in the drive thru "Please have your payment ready", to avoid embarrassing moments like this. You want to apologize to everyone in line, explain what happened, and ask forgiveness as if you where at confessional. Instead, you hang you're head in shame and head to your car. On your way to the door you see the old couple again. They have stopped to look at the flowers. The old man grabs a big bouquet of flowers and is heading back to the, now long line, at the express lane with the flowers in hand for is bride of what must be at least 50 years. Then you remember what else you forgot to pick up at the grocery store, flowers for your girlfriend. Relieved, and somewhat thankful of the old couple, you help the elderly lady to her car with her groceries, retrieve you're wallet, head back to the store, grab some flowers, and avoid the line the old man is in. The moral of the store, no one ever reads the signs at express lanes, IT 9 ITEMS or LESS and NO CHECKS.