Maybe she thought I was going on a road trip. Such purchases are appropriate for road trips.
I wasn't, but it's not like I was going to eat them all at once! And the Cadbury Egg wasn't even for me! I don't even like Cadbury Eggs!
Okay. You're right. If she was judging me, she was justified. Those were awful purchases. Awful.
If I can hope the grocery store checker is judging me on the good days, as she scans in all my produce and dairy and fresh meat and oats or whatever and as I present my canvas bags for her approval, then I should accept the judging on the beef jerky days.
Fine.
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Ew. Cadbury eggs. ewwwww
"Not for you" uh huh....
I bet checkers often see much worse purchases though. So don't feel too bad.
I would say the Milk Duds and the Cadbury Eggs (even if it wasn't yours) would be worse than the beef jerky.
Actually the other night Adam wanted Ice Cream...So I was coming home and was asked to stop. Well, I walk up to the counter with a carton of Ice cream, Some Ice cream snickers bars and the **new** ice cream twix bars (because I wanted to know if they were good) and hows this for judging...the checker mans says, "You got some sweet tooth tonight, huh." What do you say to that, really!!!
I have recently discovered that cadbury eggs are not as disguising that I thought they were. I can now take a few bites of one.
Okay, my favorite is when I check out with a box of tampons and a huge bag of chocolate. Usually there's a look on my face that says, "Don't you dare ask questions!"
I always wonder if the checker is judging me too! And I feel a smug sense of pride inside when I have produce that she has to ask me what it is. Then I can say "escarole" all high and mighty. And then I feel stupid. Like the Obama arugula comment.
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