i always wondered whether other people looked at my groceries while i was shopping at kroger and made judgments about me. now i know the answer. josh and i went together to stock up on our kroger-staples. tonight, these included:
– organic individual mac ‘n’ cheese
– frozen ‘steam in bag’ vegetables (my new favorite thing ever)
– multiple organic burritos and vegetarian ‘pocket’ sandwiches
– a frozen organic pizza (our sunday night routine)
– snotty overpriced swiss yogurts
– kashi cereals
– skim milk
– orange juice
– arnold ‘health nut’ bread (inspired by vickie)
– multiple power bars and clif bars
– toilet paper
note that there is ZERO fresh produce on this list. this is because kroger’s produce almost always sucks, and i have been burned enough times (the siren call of the sweet-smelling-but-rotting-inside-peaches, for example) that now i exclusively buy anything without-a-wrapper at whole foods. anyway, while in line . . .
rather large harried-looking lady (rlhl): ohh, i remember when i used to eat like that; i wish i still did.
me: but . . all i got are prepackaged things. i’m just lazy. (i didn’t want to say in front of the cashier and this woman that i only buy produce at whole foods, for obvious reasons).
cashier: i remember when i was that small! (accusingly) you don’t have kids, do you?
rlhl: of course she doesn’t have kids! look at her groceries!
cashier: yeah, you’re right. you know, i have FOUR kids. i wish i could go home and rest.
me: (feeling very guilty for lack-of-four-kids, being small, and buying expensive snotty groceries) um . . . thank you?