Shopping

This is the story wherein I tell you why I hate shopping. I dislike crowds of people, but it’s more than that, really. Several years ago, when I was in college, my father picked me up in the city because we had to shop for Thanksgiving dinner. My mother wasn’t feeling well, so she hadn’t gotten to the store and it defaulted to me to do it. I didn’t mind, really, since all I had to do was pick out a Turkey and a few small items.

So, I go into Tops with my list and the money, pick up everything I needed and head off to find the birds. I find them and there are only two left in the freezer, so I check the weight to see which is closest to what they wanted, pick it up and have it halfway in my cart. Along comes this kind looking old man who attempts to take the turkey out of my hands. I kid you not, he grabbed it right from my hands and tried to pull it away.

I was absolutely dumbfounded, I couldn’t believe that a man his age would be so incredibly rude as to try to take something out of someone elses hands. I didn’t know what to say. He did not get the bird, however. I had a better hold on it than he did. I told my father about it when I got back to the car and he just laughed about it. Now, years later, it’s a great story we laugh about, but it left a lasting impression on me when it comes to shopping.

So now, unless I have absolutely no other choice, I grocery shop on days when the stores are most likely to be quietest. I also try to send Rob in when they’re busy and I stay out of any and all stores from about a week before Thanksgiving until after New Years Day unless I have to. Shopping online has become my favorite way to shop. Seriously.

Update post coming sometime soon… I promise