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do not judge, lest ye shall be judged ...
Sep. 14th, 2012 05:18 pm... or something like that.
I have this horrible habit of peeping into people's shopping carts and totally judging them! I KNOW!!! It's horrible AND WRONG!! But I can't help it. I mean, it's nothing personal, but if you want to buy five cases of Dr. Pepper, three family sized bags of Doritos and two tubs of processed lunch meat, who am I to say anything. I don't actually think less of you, but I do kinda flash back to the obesity epidemic and Super Size Me. If your cart is full of fresh veggies, quinoa, and garbanzo beans, then I probably feel guilty that I'm not eating better. Happily, I am somewhere between the two extremes. But then there are moments like this:
The guy ahead of me in the checkout line at Target had in his cart: a cheap microwave meal, dog treats, and John Cameron's documentary Ghosts of the Abyss.
The entire kit and caboodle had BACHELOR written all over it.
And then I unloaded my handbasket: 2 count paper towel, 4 count toilet paper (the cheapie Scott variety), a bag of mini-Reese's peanut butter cups, and a bottle of Fetzer Chardonnay.
Whoa. The entire kit and caboodle screamed GIRL!BACHELOR.
If you could get in my head, it's possible it would all be worse. I have every intention of freezing those peanut butter cups for cool, sweet, nummy treats to savor through this blistering 90+ degree heat, and that bottle of wine will be GONE before Saturday is out. I have no plans to share. I don't even have plans for real food, just Reese's, pineapple, and chardonnay. I might go by cheese. And crackers. I don't have to cook either one and I can get them for cheap.
DON'T JUDGE ME!!!
Also, I need to stay out of other people's shopping carts.
I have this horrible habit of peeping into people's shopping carts and totally judging them! I KNOW!!! It's horrible AND WRONG!! But I can't help it. I mean, it's nothing personal, but if you want to buy five cases of Dr. Pepper, three family sized bags of Doritos and two tubs of processed lunch meat, who am I to say anything. I don't actually think less of you, but I do kinda flash back to the obesity epidemic and Super Size Me. If your cart is full of fresh veggies, quinoa, and garbanzo beans, then I probably feel guilty that I'm not eating better. Happily, I am somewhere between the two extremes. But then there are moments like this:
The guy ahead of me in the checkout line at Target had in his cart: a cheap microwave meal, dog treats, and John Cameron's documentary Ghosts of the Abyss.
The entire kit and caboodle had BACHELOR written all over it.
And then I unloaded my handbasket: 2 count paper towel, 4 count toilet paper (the cheapie Scott variety), a bag of mini-Reese's peanut butter cups, and a bottle of Fetzer Chardonnay.
Whoa. The entire kit and caboodle screamed GIRL!BACHELOR.
If you could get in my head, it's possible it would all be worse. I have every intention of freezing those peanut butter cups for cool, sweet, nummy treats to savor through this blistering 90+ degree heat, and that bottle of wine will be GONE before Saturday is out. I have no plans to share. I don't even have plans for real food, just Reese's, pineapple, and chardonnay. I might go by cheese. And crackers. I don't have to cook either one and I can get them for cheap.
DON'T JUDGE ME!!!
Also, I need to stay out of other people's shopping carts.
