Ryan was home on Friday- so I took advantage of him being able to stay with the kids and went.....
Grocery shopping!
I know right- it's like the most fun thing in the world to do;)
Since I was kid free- I decided to go to Market Basket- it's a little farther away and CRAZY busy. Basically a NIGHTMARE with kids. Actually, who are we kidding, it's a NIGHTMARE without kids too.
It took me like two hours just to get everything.
They have about 40 checkout isles- which were ALL open,
but I still had to wait behind about 4 or 5 people.
Anywho,
on with the story...
so I'm in line.
This 40's- something guy gets in line behind me.
I can tell he's kind of starring at me funny as I put my things on the belt.
He informs me that my milk looks like it might fall and then
out of no where says:
"By the way, I think you're just lovely."
"Oh thank you." I say smiling.
In my mind I'm thinking ok that was nice, but get me outta here.
But he doesn't stop there...OH NO....he doesn't.
Here's the conversation.
Stranger: Taken?
Me: yes, very much so! (Stranger Danger Alert!)
Stranger: OH man!!! that is just my luck, all the good ones always are. You know I could've gotten in that line over there (points to the much shorter 12 item express line...he only has like 5 things), but then I saw you so I came over here instead.
Me: oh ha ha, well thank you for the complement. ( I turn away and try to look SUPER busy putting my groceries up to buy)
Stranger: I hope you're husband really appreciates what he's got. Does he?
Me: Yeah, I'm pretty sure he does.
Stranger: Are you sure? Are you really happy?
Me: (What the !!!! Who is this guy?) Yes, he's an amazing guy, we have two kids and are very happy.
Stranger: Oh wow, good for you, well I hope everything works out for you.
Me: Thank you (once again turn away and hope the guys drops it)
Stranger: Yeah, I'm a really nice guy too. My friend just called me last night in tears cuz she can't find her husband. I have a lot of friends that are always calling me when their husbands leave them or you know cheat on them whatever, and I'm like why do they always call me and I realized cuz I'm the nice guy.
Me: oh well, good for you. (I think I may have rolled my eyes when I turned away yet again).
Stranger: So you know (pause) are you sure you're happy, everything's good?
Me: (Don't even look at him this time) yep for sure, SURE! Reallllly happy!
Stranger: well just in case, my name is Bill Pulowski, I'm in the phone book and I live in East Boston.
Me: (You're kidding me right now! Really?! Seriously!) Oh ok, well nice to meet you Bill.
He proceeds to ask me a few more times if everything is good and reminds me of his name like half a dozen times.
I'm almost done- ready to grab my receipt and RUN for the doors, when Bill says:
"Wait! Here take this (hands me his Ben & Jerry's ice cream) it's delicious you'll love it."
Me: Huh?
Bill: Yeah, here- the cashier already scanned it, I'll pay for it- it's really good.
At this point I just wanted out so,
I took his ice cream and BOOKED it to the car.