Peer out from behind a thick, leafy shelf.
You have to tread carefully; an avalanche of boxes is imminent. Darting out of
the way just in time to avert a crash, you spot the object of your desire. It
won't escape you this time! Walking quickly now, you head in its direction,
weaving through thick crowds while keeping your eyes focused on the prize.
Suddenly, you spot someone else headed in
the same direction. No! This cannot be! But it's too late. Before your
horrified eyes, the last package of Pogos has just been snatched up.
Sound familiar? Welcome to the excitement
of grocery shopping.
To be honest, this has never happened to
me. (I hate Pogos. Mystery meat and carbs, yum!) It would actually have been
more exciting than what really happened- we almost had to leave behind our
groceries.
Too much caviar? Nope. We'd decided to
visit a different grocery store, and had arrived with a mountain of food at the
checkout when we realised... it didn't take credit cards. (I mean, really. What
kind of grocery store doesn't take credit?) It did take debit, but guess what?
Despite the fact that she uses it all the time, my mother had forgotten her
PIN. (Insert dementia joke here.)
In the end, I had to run out to the car (a
15-minute obstacle course, complete with extensive honking), find my wallet
amidst the mounds of stuff and run back to the checkout, where eleven
disgruntled people waited behind us.
Awkward...
On the plus side, I got to use my debit
card for the first time! (At least one of us remembered her PIN.) However, it's
also a little sad that my first purchase had to be groceries. I was hoping for
something a little more exciting...or at least something I wouldn't want my
parents seeing. (Same thing.) Has this ever happened to anyone else?
