My inspiration for this post came from my dear, longtime blogging friend, Debbie @ Musings by an ND Domer's Mom, who is not only a gifted...
A few months ago, within the same day, I was almost killed four times.Once by a cab driver that was making an illegal u-turn, while running a red light and talking on his cell phone at the same time.
(he missed me by 2 inches!)
The other three times were by grocery carts at the supermarket.
(please remind me to NEVER go shopping on a Sunday)
Anyway, I was having a perfectly enjoyable afternoon at the grocery store, snapping my fingers to Donna Summers singing “Last Dance” (which was playing over the intercom). I stood in the produce isle with my little red grocery basket, getting ready to select my favorite hummus product when…SLAM…someone rammed their grocery cart into back of my heels.
(I saw stars!*#!?)
When I turned around to see who it was, I saw a woman blabbing on her cell phone totally oblivious to what she had just done…walking away.
(and still talking)
Later, I made my way (limping) over to the frozen food section to grab my favorite veggie burgers. While trying to find the tomato and basil pizza patties…SLAM…someone rammed their grocery cart right into my hip.
(this time I saw little dust bunnies!*#?)
When I looked up to see who it was, I saw a man wearing an iPod, caught up in the rapture of his musical ear plugs…walking away.
I shook my head in total disbelief, feeling like the invisible man.
As I hobbled on up to the express lane to check out of this madness…SLAM…someone rammed their grocery cart into my butt.
("Bumper cars, anyone?")
When I turned to see who it was, I saw a little elderly lady, totally unaware of what she had just done and thought, “Count to ten, Ron…count to ten!”
I felt like screaming, “HEY PEOPLE….MAYBE I SHOULD JUST WEAR TWO LARGE YELLOW CAUTION FLAGS OFF THE SIDES OF MY ASS…WOULD YOU NOTICE ME THEN???
I don’t think so.
I think the better idea would have been to not leave my apartment that day.
(and just ate potato chips, while looking for life insurance)
Killing me softly….with grocery carts and a cab.
(it's fun living on the edge)
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