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[Guest guest]

I KNOW this is small, but it's right up my ass today and i am SO pissed off.

We MUST buy groceries today. We have none. The proverbial cupboards are

fucking bare.

I gave two choices: no frills and the IGA. IGA is WAY more expensive, but

it's local, and no frills has an overwhelming decor of bright crayola yellow and

is a 20-minute drive away.

Before we left, he chose no frills.

Well, it took him 20 freaking minutes after HIS timer went off to get his stupid

boots on, although he'd been counting down the blasted thing second for second.

On the way, I needed to double back into town to buy gas. " I SAID no frills, "

trumpeted ERic.

When the gas attendant didn't hang around our window long enough to hear some

speech wanted to say to him, he freaked out.

So I changed the plan to IGA, which is right in town, two blocks from the gas

station and 10 blocks from home.

IGA was busy, but he wanted to steer the cart. Fine, whatever. So we got to

the produce section, the FIRST section, and he SLAMMED to a halt in front of a

display of fruit, pointed, and yelled in a language I HAVE NEVER HEARD. Would

he repeat it? No. Would he say it in english? NO. Would he move the fucking

cart? NO!

So *I* tired to move the cart, but by then there was a veritable SEA of

disgruntled shoppers jockeying to pass us, eqach one shooting his or her own

dirty look. And they all seemed to make a POINT of bumping into me. SLAMMING

into me, more like.

So I whirled that cart around, parked it back in the cart thingy, and marched us

out of that store. The whole time alternated between crestfallen and big

fat cheesy grin. Took all I had not to wipe it off on the pavement.

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Jacquie

-frustrated, angry, and HUNGRY