February 6, 2011

In Which I Lose My Mind

I believe an update about Greg is due.....forgive me for letting it hang in the wind and thank you for thinking of him. He did go for his injection on Thursday. Unfortunately, he was not able to finish his treatment due to extreme....nauseousness. Who would have thunk? He has 3 more procedures to go. Holy Guacamole. 3 more shots in the spinal area....3 more nauseous, yet healing moments.

Have I told you lately.....that I do believe I am losing my memory a bit. The story that I'm about to share has happened to me twice in the last week. Twice! Each time I walked away feeling stumped and bewildered. Or maybe that is how I got into each situation....

So, on Sunday we drove 30 minutes to our favorite grocery store...the one that reminds us of home {Wegmans!}. I need a bit of Wegmans now and then. Greg was wandering the store with the boys as I was moving my way through the crowds. It was SO crowded. I don't like crowds...at all. I get a bit woozy in crowds. For some reason my cell phone would not stop ringing....it was very random.....family and friends from home decided to call all at once {ok, only 3 or 4 calls...but it felt like a lot}. I was working my way through a specialty part of the store...an area that was attached to the main store. Thankfully it was all guiet and calm in there....but it was crowded with merchandise.

As I'm walking down one of the slim aisles....my phone rings as a gentleman starts walking toward me. He's staring directly into my eyes, but he's not smiling. I could barely push my loaded and heavy cart, but I manage to smoosh it out of his way.....give him an eye roll-sorry look and try to allow him to pass. He just stares at me and stops. Umm, awkward. I kept pushing the cart into this corner of the store....trying to get out of his way, he just watched me with this odd look on his face. For a moment I thought...."is this guy flirting with me?".

I fumble with my phone and then he asks......"Is that my cart?"   By George, it was his cart.....his cart loaded with fully paid merchandise all in their own special bags and boxes. Clearly, this was the cart of carts.....and I do believe that he thought I was trying to steal it?? Because I could have....it was paid for....I could have walked right out of that specialty section and into the parking lot. I'm pretty sure I had it for a significant amount of time. Poor thing, he had been searching for it.

I blamed it on the phone.....told him that it would not stop ringing {all those 3 or 4 times} and asked him if he could help me find my cart....which he did...and which happened to be filled with tons and tons of Lean Cuisines!! Of course I would want his cart instead of mine.

The whole scene looked highly suspicious.

I'm not sure if he believed me.....I did hear him chatting with his woman friend about the whole thing. She kept asking why I had their cart. I decided to just grab my LC's and check out of Wegmans. I was done.

*BTW-the LC's were on sale for $1.99, Greg likes to keep them in his office. He must have bought about 20 of them. After hearing what happened, Greg believes that the man...in fact.....did think I was stealing his cart. What can I say?

*The second time I did it....the boys and I were in Trader Joe's. I took a doctor's cart. He was wearing scrubs and was buying Challah. It looked delicious.

8 comments:

Ruth said...

Oh boy! At least no one made a scene. That's a good thing. :)

I usually don't answer my mobile in stores, unless it's from my shopping partner who is off in an aisle somewhere. It's just too easy to get distracted, and - here - that could mean more than 'cart switcharoo'. :(

I pray that Greg will be pain-free soon.

{{HUGS}}

Polly said...

Hun, you are so not alone. I blame my memory lapses on sensory overload. My inlaws' refer to this disease as CRS (can't remember s#!*). Betcha that gentleman won't leave his cart unattended again ;)

Wendy said...

Aw, too cute! Sorry for Greg....praying the next treatment will be nausea-free. Love your stories....

Darcie said...

I don't even know what to say. I want to LOL, and yet I can imagine how uncomfortable it was for you, and I want to give you a big old hug...because it could happen to any of us. ;-)

Sorry about all the nausea that is going on with your husbands shots. Hope healing is coming fast!!!

Jana Guild said...

Hilarious! I can't believe he was not laughing with you! I would crack up if that happened to me, or if it happened to someone else with my stuff. Where is the humor of these people? It must be too cold there where you are.....

Not sure what's worse - nausea or back pain, and surely both are enough to make one want to give up! I hope Greg gets fixed up soon!

Next time you go grocery shopping, leave your cell at home so you can focus - FOCUS, Mary. If you report that this happens again, I'm going to be suspicious that you really ARE indeed stealing carts chocked full of groceries!!

And Happy Birthday to you, by the way - so glad you were born!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

;)

Alicia said...

LOL, oh my gosh!!!! That would be so weird! I would have been giggling out of nervousness!!!!!

mama's smitten said...

Ha! someone once stold my cart!Wonder why google reader is not posting ? Maybe there is something i need to do on my end?

Tara said...

How in the world did I miss this post? Oh, it was posted during my crazy busy weekend! That is so funny....I have to chuckle when I picture what happened. You thought he was flirting and he thought you were stealing his groceries. LOL

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