Sunday, May 4, 2008

Admonished Over Avocados

Saturday, 4:43pm
At the ghetto Stop & Shop

As much as I hate this store, it’s the closest one to my house. And every time I go there, I swear I’m never going back. Especially after The Chicken Breast Debacle Of '08.

I was running in to grab some limes, when the HUGE pile of avocados caught my eye. I’m a sucker for guacamole, so I grab some cilantro and a tomato and make my way over.

I’m standing there, molesting every avocado on the shelf, when a (weird) woman saddles up next to me. She’s dressed in all black and means business. She starts squeezing, too.

I don’t know what it is about me, but I can’t NOT talk to strangers.

ME (laughing): “Wow, these avocados are HARD. Can’t find a squishy one in the bunch!”

WOMAN (with a slight, indiscernible accent, and an ‘I’m an older and more experienced shopper, dear, let me bestow upon you my grocery shopping wisdom tone’): “These days, so many of our fruits and vegetables are picked before they are ripe and shipped to the stores,” she glances at me down her long, witch-like nose, “So the fruits and vegetables from which we have to choose aren’t always the best. I guess we just need to live and deal with it.

And with a snicker, she walks away.


I was reprimanded over fruit???

I am NEVER coming back here.

1 comment:

Lori said...

Till next time, right? ;-)
If (when) you do go back, hope to encounter the same woman again squeezing substandard fruit. Then you pull the "key stone" fruit, sending the entire pile cascading all over the floor (and her feet). Then walk away quickly.

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