Had a moment in the grocery store. Actually, two of them. I was in the line getting pissed off because the lady two people ahead of me (lady #1) was taking so long. Could the cashier go any slower? I was tired. Dizzy. Congested. Friggin' hurry up already. What a waste of time, I definitely should have been in the other line.
Moment Number One:
As lady #1 took one of her four loaded grocery carts to the parking lot, the lady just ahead of me (lady #2) commented to the cashier that lady #1 had quite a few carts. The cashier gleefully replied that they were for seniors in need, and that lady #1 went out of her way to do this every week. "Bless her heart!" Wow Heidi, way to be a jerk, at least you can buy your own groceries. When was the last time you did something for someone in need?
While pondering my selfish nature and how I needed to work on it, along came Moment Number Two:
Enter lady #3 (aka "little old granny"). She busted out her Ziploc bag of carefully clipped coupons. Joyfully, she offered me one for my bag of rolled oats (for baking). Frantically she flipped through the stack and lamented that she may have used it already. "Shoot, it was for 75 cents too!" At this point she raised her eyebrows expectantly at the value she was willing to part with. How thoughtful was that? How willing am I to part with the things I value?
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P.S. If you run out of milk and wonder what a Chunks Ahoy cookie would taste like dipped in Coca Cola... it's gross. Don't do it.
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