I just want clean, shiny hair. Is that so much to ask for?
Brian and I stopped by the grocery store on the way home from work tonight. We needed stuff for lunches and dinners for the rest of the week and, because pinkpiper222 is in the middle of a bake-off and made lovely pink sparkled Rice Krispies Treats that put me in the mood to make some too, I wanted to get stuff to make Rice Krispies Treats.
[Side note: Today I wore a sundress that hangs to just above my knees with a pair of sandals. Just so you can get a complete picture here.]
We were almost done when we both thought of things we still needed, so we separated and I told him I'd meet him back at the front. I needed shampoo. I headed over to the shampoo aisle and was cut off by a man and his girlfriend (from here on out to be known as Jack and Jill) who politely said excuse me and I politely smiled back. They were looking at stuff on one side of the aisle while I searched for shampoo on the other. Suddenly I lost the ability to stand up.
The store must have just waxed that spot on the floor or cleaned up a slippery mess from earlier, but my feet started sliding. I had no control so I grabbed for the shelves which was a mistake because I fell to the floor, landed on my knees and then my side, and took some bottles with me. Awesome!
Jack and Jill were then asking me if I was okay and another girl who was walking past the aisle as I fell came back around the corner to see if I was okay. Jack went over to where I slipped just to test for himself that there was a slippery spot and that I wasn't just some crazy person who randomly slips and falls for no reason. Everyone was nice about it and Jack and Jill said they needed to tell someone the floor was slippery and the other girl kept asking if I was okay.
Of course, during all of this, for reasons unfathomable even to me, I started picking up the bottles and putting them back on the shelf. I don't know why. I think I did it just out of embarrassment and a need to not look everyone standing around me in the eye. Then after I did that and assured everyone I was okay, I found the shampoo I wanted and went to find Brian. About 15 seconds later a voice announced over the speakers that someone needed to go to aisle 17. Yeah, I caused that.
And it's not enough to be embarrassed in front of Jack and Jill, but I have to see them two more times before we leave the store and again in the parking lot. And I turned my embarrassment into anger when Brian wasn't at the front when I got there because clearly he should have known when he heard a frantic voice over the speakers that his wife was obviously somehow involved and he should have rushed to the front. Sure it was illogical, but I just wanted to escape the store as quickly as possible and he was preventing that from happening.
Damage assessment: I skinned my right knee and it's probably bruised and my right hip has started hurting since we got home.
The fun never ends, people!
[Mood |
embarrassed]
[Side note: Today I wore a sundress that hangs to just above my knees with a pair of sandals. Just so you can get a complete picture here.]
We were almost done when we both thought of things we still needed, so we separated and I told him I'd meet him back at the front. I needed shampoo. I headed over to the shampoo aisle and was cut off by a man and his girlfriend (from here on out to be known as Jack and Jill) who politely said excuse me and I politely smiled back. They were looking at stuff on one side of the aisle while I searched for shampoo on the other. Suddenly I lost the ability to stand up.
The store must have just waxed that spot on the floor or cleaned up a slippery mess from earlier, but my feet started sliding. I had no control so I grabbed for the shelves which was a mistake because I fell to the floor, landed on my knees and then my side, and took some bottles with me. Awesome!
Jack and Jill were then asking me if I was okay and another girl who was walking past the aisle as I fell came back around the corner to see if I was okay. Jack went over to where I slipped just to test for himself that there was a slippery spot and that I wasn't just some crazy person who randomly slips and falls for no reason. Everyone was nice about it and Jack and Jill said they needed to tell someone the floor was slippery and the other girl kept asking if I was okay.
Of course, during all of this, for reasons unfathomable even to me, I started picking up the bottles and putting them back on the shelf. I don't know why. I think I did it just out of embarrassment and a need to not look everyone standing around me in the eye. Then after I did that and assured everyone I was okay, I found the shampoo I wanted and went to find Brian. About 15 seconds later a voice announced over the speakers that someone needed to go to aisle 17. Yeah, I caused that.
And it's not enough to be embarrassed in front of Jack and Jill, but I have to see them two more times before we leave the store and again in the parking lot. And I turned my embarrassment into anger when Brian wasn't at the front when I got there because clearly he should have known when he heard a frantic voice over the speakers that his wife was obviously somehow involved and he should have rushed to the front. Sure it was illogical, but I just wanted to escape the store as quickly as possible and he was preventing that from happening.
Damage assessment: I skinned my right knee and it's probably bruised and my right hip has started hurting since we got home.
The fun never ends, people!
[Mood |
embarrassed]