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Strange Bedfellows
September 18, 2004

So I had to run to the grocery store.


I did not have as much peanut butter as I needed so off I went with flour up my nose. (I will explain later)


Anyway.


And you know how I hate it when people look in my cart or comment on my food items, right?

Well, it didn't happen.


But I did it to someone else. Well I mean I didn't comment. But I did sort of stare at the items.


I was standing there, ready to pay for the peanut butter, when the items from the cart behind me came rolling up on the belt.

There were 5 boxes of Lean Hot Pockets 5 boxes of Lean Cuisine entrees.


And a very large box of Trojan condoms.

I think I could have made the connection between the condoms and say, a bottle of wine. Even some beer perhaps.

Or cigarettes.

But diet foods from the freezer aisle?

What do you suppose that was all about?

Posted by Foodwhore at September 18, 2004 02:30 PM

I love your do-over. It's beautiful and it fits you!

Posted by: Ranta Lot at September 18, 2004 07:11 PM

Hmmm... Maybe Cosmo recently had an article claiming skinny people have more sex. Perhaps your fellow shopper wanted to be prepared for when the frozen diet food kicked in.

Posted by: Michelle at September 18, 2004 09:35 PM

I understand completely. I have a knack for getting in line behind people with ... ahem... unusual combinations. My two favorites were: a guy with six jugs of muriatic acid and a bottle of wine, and a formally-dressed couple (on a Friday afternoon!) with several packages of chocolate cake mix and a box of condoms.

Love the new look, BTW!

Posted by: Peggy at September 19, 2004 08:34 AM

Oh dear me, how absolutely stylish! I love this new fabulous layout. Very you.

Posted by: Cobby at September 19, 2004 10:57 AM
 
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