I had one of those today. It was so stupid I felt like it needed to be shared.
I started the day working from home. So it started good, and I was feeling good because I didn't have to leave the house til lunch. Tony and I headed to Bob Evan's. Everyone that knows us, knows that Tony and I eat here often for lunch. Tony really likes their coffee and its very convenient to our offices. And we usually get good service. Not today my friends. not today. Not only did the waitress fail to show up with my lemons (in which I had asked for three times) but she never showed up with our soups. In fact we never saw her again...period. We left after only partaking in our salad portion of our soup/salad combo.
After lunch I needed to make a deposit at the bank. I needed an ink pen to fill out my deposit slip. Not one was to be found in my purse. I try to always keep at least two. Where those two are nobody knows, well at least I have no clue. I began digging through compartments in the van, in which I find one. After about two numbers into writing my pen broke. I mean the kind of broke where you are finding new ink spots on your body for a couple of days.
At that point I should have seen some kind of warning signs and just gone home. But groceries had to be bought if we were going to eat this weekend. There was a point in the Food City parking lot I said to myself, it looks like it could be busy. But I talked myself to going in anyway. OH MY WORD!!!!! I have never seen Food City this busy in all my days shopping. It was wall to wall people. You literally had to wait in line to be able to go down an aisle. I had to wait in line just to get close enough to wedge myself between two people to grab some chicken. I bulldozed my way through and tried to get the essentials. I did in fact have to call Tony at one point just to vent. I felt like it was necessary because I was ready to vent on everyone around me in that store. Here's a couple of pics for those of you who are saying to yourself...now come on Terri, it couldn't have been that bad. These are taken at the checkouts.
See what I mean?
Leaving Food City I noticed the line at Mcdonalds wasn't bad. So I decided a coffee would help with the trauma I had just incurred from grocery shopping. Mcdonalds, the home of the two lanes that we all enjoy because everyone obviously knows how to use them? Yep, you guessed it..someone jumped ahead of me in line. Then to top of my Mcdonalds experience I took too big of a drink of my coffee. As I was taking this drink my mind was saying, "You really shouldn't be taking such a big drink as your first drink.", but my heart was saying, "It's cold and you love coffe..DRINK!" I am pretty sure I lost a complete layer of skin from my tongue to my stomach.
I decided at that point, that it was most definitely time to go home. I headed to the office to get Tony and get my butt to the house!! Right about that time the car in front me decided to stop very, very fast. Which means that I had to stop very, very fast. Which caused all my groceries to come flying to the front of the van. Good thing I didn't buy eggs. Now I know you are saying that it could have been worse. I could have hit the car in front of me. Yes, this is true. But then the title of this blog would have been much more serious.
I managed to get back to the office just in time for a large truck to be pulling in with a large delivery for Tony. A delivery that was on palettes that had to be unwrapped and then carried into the warehouse. This is my business too and I wasn't about to let Tony do all by himself. So Tony and I stood outside and froze our tushes off. I guess now that I look back, the extremely hot coffee may have saved my life since my core body temp had to me up a couple degrees.
FINALLY, finally it was time to go home. Tony helped me carry the bags into the house. He started a fire while I put everything away and started some spaghetti. At that point I made the comment to Tony that I didn't have my mushrooms that I had bought just for the spaghetti. Tony made the comment that they were probably in the van under a seat since my stuff was thrown all over the back. I told him not to worry about it and not to go back out into the cold just for mushrooms.
Now I sit here writing this blog. While I was telling you all how hard it was just for me to get to the chicken, it dawned on me that I don't remember putting the chicken away. So I went and checked. Yep, you guessed it...no chicken. So I decided to check my receipt, because at this point it's obvious a bag was left behind. This is a list of stuff that didn't make it home with me.
Two packs of boneless, skinless chicken
Two packs of chicken sausage
A pack of mushrooms
A bag of green beans
A box of Cinnamon Toast Crunch
That my friends is A LOT of food to leave behind. That's how bad I wanted out of that store.
There you go, there's my day. The day I should have just stayed home curled up with a blanket and just hid from the world. Thanks for sharing it with me, and I hope to have a more fun story the next time.
The Boss Lady