Thursday, February 5, 2009

The Locals



Today was my day off and like most days off, I spend it playing catch-up.  I watch the shows from the beginning of the week on my DVR while paying bills, doing laundry, vacuuming, etc.  Then I usually run my errands which includes an adventure to the grocery store.  

I live in a fairly wealthy suburb.  There a lot of women in this town with a loooot of money, so naturally they don't work.  Therefore, it doesn't matter what time of day or what day of the week they are in the grocery store in full force.  No matter where you turn, there she is....the stepford wife.  You know the type, huge diamond on her finger, freshly blown our hair all shiny and perfect.  She barrels up and down the aisles with those shopping carts for kids that are shaped like trucks.  She drives her cart the same way that she drives her $75,000 SUV; recklessly and with entitlement. She has flawless skin with one, two, or three "perfect" children in tow (all HORRIBLY misbehaved throwing food on the floor and having hissy fits).  Of course she is styling the latest fashions from an overpriced downtown boutique.  She tries to regain control of her unruly brood but of course she is unsuccessful because she doesn't even look at her kids as she attempts discipline.  The kids all have ridiculous trendy names.  "Warner honey put that back on the shelf please." Meanwhile little Warner dressed from head to tow in  JCrew Baby is opening the freezers and putting all of the ice cream onto the non-refrigerated juice shelf.  You better stay out of her way because she's oblivious to your existence as well as the existence of any other customers or staff in the store.  Down the next aisle I hear a mother telling her young daughter, "Sweetheart put that back it is full of high-fructose corn syrup." She as well does not even look at her child as she scans the labels of nothing other than maple syrup to find one that contains acceptable ingredients.  I found it very hard to bite my tongue and not tell her that no matter which syrup she chooses...well it will always be syrup.  I don't think that really falls into the healthy category.  

I think I'm going to start shopping at the grocery store on the other end of town....


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