Flustered. The only word to describe me lately. One big, giant hot mess. As I stood in line for the self check out at the Teeter (grocery story), a million thoughts raced through my head.
Is this all I need?
I wonder what my friends are doing….
What time do the files have to be sent in by to get the quote back in the morning?
What time is it now?
I need to call Blond Bombshell back…she sounded upset in her message.
I wonder if Pop-tart #1’s gma is doing any better.
I would love to get a spray tan tomorrow, but do I have time?
I can’t believe that project pushed.
Should I be eating pasta?
I am going to South Beach, I don’t think this is part of the South Beach diet.
Maybe if I was skinnier, the BSBB would still be in lust with me.
Is there anything that I can do to make those customers change their mind?
Dinner is so much more fun when I have C&C and Co. around.
That cop thinks I’m an idiot. He won’t even smile at me. He has no idea what a “Pom Squad Reunion” in Queen City is like. Clearly he was never on pom squad, so what if we are in a fire lane.
Finally a lane is open. I scan my card. I scan my 3 items.
I hate U Scan. It just shows the lack of customer service these days.
What is it that I have to get done tonight?
I hope David Cook wins Idol.
If I get out of here, I might get to catch the tail end as soon as all my work is done.
I bag my groceries and walk out the door.
Pop Tart #2 didn’t answer. But she just called me.
Cute boy in Audi.
Very cute. Too bad I just got done at Zumba and I’m all sweaty. I always look gross at the grocery.
I love Zumba.
Why aren’t you answering the phone?
What time is it again?
Just then it hit me like a ton of bricks….
Where is my receipt?
How did I pay for these items?????
I don’t think I did! EEEEeeeeeek!
OMG…I just robbed the Teeter!
I make a sharp U-turn and pull back into the parking lot.
I see the cop…I try not to make any eye contact because he clearly thinks I’m a space cadet. I bow my head…
SJ: Hi…um…did I just leave here and forget to pay. I am soooo stupid…so, so sorry. I feel like a fool.
HT Worker: Thank you so much for coming back. I just voided it. So…if you could go get your items and come back in a scan them and pay this time…that would be great.
Head still down, I walk back out to the car and get my bag.
I see you looking at me cop. Don’t arrest me for less than $10 worth of groceries. I’m not a thief. I came back.
I scanned my items, this time with a blank pallet in my mind. This time making sure that I competed all the steps, paid my bill and took my receipt.
Maybe I am a space cadet. But I’m not a thief. I’m not sure if this HT incident or this shoe incident is worse?
What’s the stupidest thing you’ve done lately?