“Warning, they rearranged the store since you’ve been there.”
Last week, I was watching my daughter’s cats while she was on vacation. The day before she was going to return, I thought I would go to the grocery store, so she wouldn’t have to go out and get milk for her coffee. Rather that guess at what she might need (as I have done in the past) I decided to ask her if there was anything she wanted.
The on-liner up there was part of her response.
It was too late. I had already offered. I had to go, but my only thought was:
“Seriously? I was almost to the point where I could find the usual suspects. What the heck is wrong with these people?”
I get it. They keep moving the stuff to different parts of the store so…
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