Please, cash register person. Please, for the love of all that is sacred in human interaction. Please, do not ask me what I’m making with my groceries. It’s shame, that is what I’m making. The shame of the pre-made overpriced snack that become an entire meal on the couch. Or the shame of my best intentions fresh and healthy items rotting in the back of the fridge. SHAME IS WHAT I’M MAKING. ARE YOU HAPPY!?
You just reminded me of the time I wished for someone to have a great party. I was working online grocery pickup at walmart at the time. I should’ve known that the lady operating a 12 passenger van was a john and kate plus 8 type person, Idk what came over me. I just couldn’t rationalize any other reason anyone would need that many packages of chips and salsa. Oh god.
Please, cash register person. Please, for the love of all that is sacred in human interaction. Please, do not ask me what I’m making with my groceries. It’s shame, that is what I’m making. The shame of the pre-made overpriced snack that become an entire meal on the couch. Or the shame of my best intentions fresh and healthy items rotting in the back of the fridge. SHAME IS WHAT I’M MAKING. ARE YOU HAPPY!?
You just reminded me of the time I wished for someone to have a great party. I was working online grocery pickup at walmart at the time. I should’ve known that the lady operating a 12 passenger van was a john and kate plus 8 type person, Idk what came over me. I just couldn’t rationalize any other reason anyone would need that many packages of chips and salsa. Oh god.
John and Kate Plus 8, what a romance. Written in the stars.