So, I'm in line at the grocery store, admiring my new bottle of superfab nail polish and my new, extra-early issue of People, when I see that the carton of heavy whipping cream (that's right, Ann...PB dessert time!) was leaking all over the conveyor belt. The poor apologetic clerk (whose fault it clearly was NOT) started cleaning maniacally and paged someone to get me a new one, STAT!! I smiled and told her matter-of-factly, "Oh that's okay, I don't need it. I have to go to the store later anyway."
What?? I wasn't even out of the line yet, and I was already assembling the next grocery list in my head. Why didn't I just go back into the store and make another purchase? Or be rude to the people behind me and make them wait, while I collected what I had forgotten? Or better yet, pay attention to the list in my hand and actually get everything on it the first go round?
Well, I'm off to a different store for my cream, eggs and cereal. Let's hope that's it for today. Oh rats, I forgot we're almost out of skim milk, too.