celery of death
I know, summer makes me all anti-blog. Whatever. I have better things to do. Like watch television shows on DVD, breakfast with my supplier, and bowl or hang out with band kids. I didn't even wish my blog a happy 4th birthday last week. What a slacker.
I picked up a couple things at the grocery store today- not my normal grocery store because I didn't feel like going to three separate places for some veggies, some drugs, and hair supplies and tampons. Turns out Safeway is effing expensive and I might as well make the extra trip to Target for golden tampons that won't put me in debt.
See why I never blog anymore? My life is so exciting.
Anyway, my cashier bagged up my celery and Crystal Light into a single bag and put it into my cart which was supposed to hold the liquid gold shampoo and conditioner. As I was paying, he asked me if I needed help with that out to my car. Help. With a single bag of practically calorie-less consumables. Sure it's 100 degrees and I've been virtually void of energy since I got sick a couple weeks ago and my cardio schedule has been slipping. But, I was pretty sure I could handle myself. I fought the urge to laugh hysterically and shook my head before painstakingly dragging my ass back to my car.
Oh, when customer service becomes slightly insulting.
I picked up a couple things at the grocery store today- not my normal grocery store because I didn't feel like going to three separate places for some veggies, some drugs, and hair supplies and tampons. Turns out Safeway is effing expensive and I might as well make the extra trip to Target for golden tampons that won't put me in debt.
See why I never blog anymore? My life is so exciting.
Anyway, my cashier bagged up my celery and Crystal Light into a single bag and put it into my cart which was supposed to hold the liquid gold shampoo and conditioner. As I was paying, he asked me if I needed help with that out to my car. Help. With a single bag of practically calorie-less consumables. Sure it's 100 degrees and I've been virtually void of energy since I got sick a couple weeks ago and my cardio schedule has been slipping. But, I was pretty sure I could handle myself. I fought the urge to laugh hysterically and shook my head before painstakingly dragging my ass back to my car.
Oh, when customer service becomes slightly insulting.