A trip to Freddy's and food for thought
I just got back from the grocery store. While there:
•I had a cereal crisis. I was standing in front of the breakfast cereal display looking at Muesli, Raisan Bran, cornflakes, e.t.c. I balked. Didn't want to pay five dollars for a box of cereal, not even including the sweetener. (Equal, nearly another fiver.) I can remember when cereal cost much less. Eventually, I gave in and bought General Mills Basic 4. Because you have to get through a crisis somehow.
•I evaded a checkout clerk who has a crush on me. I avoid his lane whenever I can. He just lights up like a Christmas tree when he sees me. He is about the size of a well-fed spruce, too. Does this mean I am prejudiced, or is it okay not to be attracted to someone based on body size? (Hey, I never said I was perfect.)
•I browsed the tabloids, which I never buy. (Also naughty. Isn't the Diva a bad girl?) Lately, the headlines on Star and The National Enquirer haven't seemed anymore strange than those on real newspapers.
