Grocery-Store-Hot

Grocery stores are weird places. Real public crossroads, ya know? Even your most normal grocery store is at least a little weird, but the Stop and Shop by me in Southie is flat-out mutantville. The place is like a glorified convenience store. There's some stuff on the shelves that you can tell they haven't sold in months, if not years.

Anyway, the people are what really makes the place interesting. Among the creepy weirdos that inhabit the place, the moderately normal looking kinda stick out a little more. So your regular old run of the mill 6, turns into a 10 once she steps into line behind you.

So there I was, with my modest harvest of what passes for fresh produce in these parts. It being a quick trip, I had decided to avail myself of the express aisle. As my stuff was getting scanned I noticed a blonde who would never under any other circumstances warrant any kind of attention entering behind me. But within the confines of this particular Stop and Shop for a second I threw her in the "Attractive" bin in my head. I didn't really pay much attention beyond that....no hubba hubba or anything like that. It was only when I was doing my debit card thing when I heard this tremendous WHOMP! on the conveyer behind me. I turned to find the chick behind me had plopped this behemoth on the belt. Nothing else....just this. In case you can't read, the text in the bottom corner reads "40 LBS." It was only then that I looked up and took another look at her. Sometimes it takes a 40 pound box of multi-cat kitty litter to slap some sense into you.

&Ry