In Kroger today. Waiting for self checkout. Debating whether to buy that brownie with patriotic sprinkles "in honor" of Obama or not. In the back of my mind, I knew I needed one last thing to make this trip complete.
I had already gotten a gallon of milk, only to find that it had a leak, and was subsequently leaking over everyfreakinthing. And instead of a cart, I got a basket because, according to my brilliant logic, I only needed three things. I didn't count on the fact that a gallon of milk and a liter of soda would equal a whole TON of me struggling to look like I wasn't struggling with my friggin' basket.
So there I am. Waiting in line. Then behind me, a girl answers her phone. I've seen this girl around my highschool. She has a lisp. One of those annoying lisps that are only annoying because the person is. She's the type that buys all the latest fashions from Target, and talks a lot.
Anyway it went like this, "Oh HEY love...NO I'm at Kroger!...oh em gee!! blah blah blah lisp lisp blah more of this type of talking."
I was this close to turning around and asking if she was serious or rehearsing for a more modern version of Grease. The production needs help after all..
So there I am. Waiting in line. Then behind me, a girl answers her phone. I've seen this girl around my highschool. She has a lisp. One of those annoying lisps that are only annoying because the person is. She's the type that buys all the latest fashions from Target, and talks a lot.
Anyway it went like this, "Oh HEY love...NO I'm at Kroger!...oh em gee!! blah blah blah lisp lisp blah more of this type of talking."
I was this close to turning around and asking if she was serious or rehearsing for a more modern version of Grease. The production needs help after all..
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