Saturday, August 15, 2009

The Near-Empty Grocery Store Dance

I got up very early this morning and for some reason decided it would be a good time to go to the grocery store, though I had no idea of what I might buy.

My wife was still fast asleep, so I crept into my closet, threw on some worn-out shorts, a button-down shirt that I did not tuck into my shorts, and a pair of flip-flops and stole away into toward nearby Kroger store.

I wasn't alone at the store, though almost so. An ebony-skinned woman wearing a bright red floor-length dress and a white headscarf appeared to be cleaning out her car in the parking lot. An older, but snappily-dressed man (ironed shorts with a stylish belt, polo shirt tucked into the shorts, and upscale leather sandals) wandered the aisles inside. A younger woman laboriously pushed her overflowing shopping cart down the frozen food section. Two store personnel ignored all of us from their positions near the front of the store.

It was interesting to be there at such an early hour, but I had no business to conduct, so I left. I wonder if I am the subject of an observation of one of the people I saw...I would like to read that blog entry.


Me, You, or Ellie said...

*I* just read it........!

You bought nothing? Can it be?


Springer Kneeblood said...

Ellie, you read the blog post that one of the other people in the store wrote about me? :=} Ellie, I bought nothing;--I felt like the staff figured me for a felon who was probably stuffing frozen turkeys in his shorts.