Do You Ever Wonder?

Do you ever wonder if like that movie called " The Truman Show,"  if we live in a sitcom?
I really do leave the house and I don't have adventures every time I leave and it isn't always at the grocery store. But I seem to blog about that all of the time. Maybe I should write a book called " Me and the Grocery Store"  Just an aside, my first crib was in the back room of a grocery store because my parents owned one and I got engaged in the back room, so it is true. Lots of things have happened in them.

I went to the grocery store and like always my cart was loaded down.  I had stuff piled everywhere. When I left the store to go out to the parking lot there is this downward incline. It is pretty sharp. I always have to brace my feet to keep the basket from running away down the hill. I thought I had things pretty solidly packed and as I started down the slope, a 12 pack of soda fell off and hit the ground and as much soda is spraying on the road at least 4 cans must have broke. I groaned and walked in front of the basket and picked up the 12 pack and took it to a pole by the sidewalk so the thing could quit spraying. Soda was running into the street and making a giant puddle. Hot and sticky mess.

I walked just a couple of feet more and the case of water falls off in the road. By this time I am just wanting to get to my car, so I just grabed the case of water and throw it in the top of my cart. I smashed the bread but I don't care. I notice a Coca-Cola guy walking towards me and I stopped him and told him about the 12 pack and asked him if he could just take it in the store I will come back and get some more. You know those times when you wonder if you are speaking in code? I kept explaining to him what happened, he kept saying " what? what?" Finally the lights came on and he says " Okay, okay." As I thought about it later, poor guy there he is minding his own business and this crazed loony woman accosts him in the parking lot talking about spilled soda."

I start pushing my cart out of the street to my car, when this very pretty lady stops me and she says, " I saw the whole thing, I am so glad I saw it, because it happens to me every single time I come here and I watched you and it made me feel so good to see it happen to someone else and realize I am not the only one." She was smiling and giggling and she said, "You just made my day"  I pushed on to my car and I was talking to myself like some crazy lady, saying, " I am so glad I made someone's day. " That is when I start thinking, I bet I really am in some kind of sitcom and the canned laughter is all around me.

I really, really didn't want to go back inside but my son had asked me specifically to get him that soda. I locked my car back up and walked back in the store and the manager, Rose was standing there watching me. She said, " Go on back and get your soda. " I said, " Oh you know about it?" She said" that the driver I talked to in the parking lot told her and they would get credit." I walked back grabbed it and as I walked to the front, she told me to just go on out she would hold the door so no one would stop me. I told her thank you and went on my merry way. As I drove, I really did pray that my next stop would be very uneventful and quiet and I could get my things and just get home. Nothing happened.

I always wonder if things like this happen to other people or am I just the idiot that stuff happens too all of the time. But then maybe there is a place that says, " Oh look, Kim needs to write a blog post.?

I will leave out the bank visit. It involves a ATM machine and well, you know time to stop.

Have a great Weekend,
~Kim~