i have come to the conclusion that there is no such thing as a 'normal' shopping trip for me. or rather, what other ppl would think of as odd or annoying is just business as usual in my little world. for example: yesterday i had to go to Wal-Mart for various things and straight away i see that the greeter-dude at the entrance looks exactly like a younger version of   like, if Pedro was in his early 20's, this guy could have been his twin. i was trying hard not to stare cause i didn't want him to think i was checking him out or something

next, i was standing in line at the Pharmacy to pick up my son's asthma meds, and i got bored just standing there, so i started looking around. well, that was a mistake because there was nowhere...safe...to look. to my left were laxatives, enemas, and hemorrhoid ointments O_o to my right were condoms and lubricants. behind me was a rather annoyed-looking person who i honestly couldn't tell was a dude or a chick. and in front of me was the pharmacist's shelf behind the register, which was full of wart remover, lice treatments, and adult diapers i gave up and stared down at my feet.

after i got out of there, i did my grocery shopping, which wasn't too bad except for a few fiddle farts who didn't know whether they wanted to shit or get off the pot (iow they walk slower than molasses and right down the middle of the aisle so you can't get around them) and of course at the register i found what i thought was a pretty short line, but the woman ahead of me had 50,000 coupons...AND paid with a check

finally, i got all checked out, and sat on the bench in front of the store to wait for Uncle Eddie to pick me up. Pedro Jr. was still there, and he was pacing around like he had to pee or something. so i looked the other way and saw a guy who could have been Jesus from another dimension. like, if Jesus bleached his hair & beard and was a member of one of those 70's Southern Rock bands like Lynyrd Skynyrd or the Allman Bros. walking right behind him was a Maya Angelou look-alike muttering under her breath about something to do with either feet or cheese. i decided to take my chances with Pedro Peepants and looked back towards the door.

when Uncle finally came to get me, i threw all the stuff in the trunk and said CAN WE PLZ GO HOME NOW? and when he looked at me & started to ask, i said "trust me; you DON'T wanna know"


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