June 8, 2010
I dropped my daughter off at soccer practice and had about 30 minutes to get to the grocery store and back. So, the race is on. I get to the store choose my items and my belly is grumbling. While in check out, I easily grab the caffeine free soda and scan the candy bars, I only have few seconds to decide due to Ms. - Speedy – check – out – of – the - month. Most days there is enough time to finish the novel left behind from the three hour wait, oh well I am on a time restriction so this is a good thing. I am torn between the Snickers which is ALWAYS my first choice or a 3 Musketeer; I haven’t had one of these in a while. I opt for change, change is good isn’t it? SO 3 Musketeer in hand I continue through the check out still not completely satisfied, but at least a decision has been made. Now my attention is completely focused on the 3 Musketeer. I am devouring this as if I have not eaten in a week; the cashier is obviously disgusted with the whole situation. I get my items and leave the store. Now I am totally wrapped up in this obviously poor choice in candy bars, this has no substance, I am not satisfied, this candy bar is “light & fluffy” I want some thing to sink to the belly not float around never settling in. This was a bad decision. I can’t believe I got a 3 Musketeer, what was I thinking? Change is for losers! I like the consistency of the Snickers I am a moron. Maybe I should go back in and get the Snickers, I am just not satisfied. Now here is where I make my point. The whole time I am wrapped up in this I have left the store, pushed my cart through the parking lot (I now park at the back of the parking lot to get extra steps in, instead of taking a 100 mile walk every week) then as I am halfway through the parking lot and I push the cart in the cart return, still wrapped up in the poor choice of candy bars, get ready to climb in my car, that’s when it happens. The cart boy is yelling at me “MAM UH MAM Is that your cart?” I turn and look and there in the cart return is my cart full of groceries, and my purse. I simply walked across the parking lot put my cart in the return and never removed an item from it! All because I chose the wrong candy bar!
*So it is my now my position that I shall only purchase Snickers candy bars to prevent identity theft.