The question hung in the air. If the Mrs. didn't get the answer she wanted, there was going to be scolding...
"... I distinctly remember putting that loaf of rye bread in the cart, Luv. Beefsteak rye, the kind you like, with those obnoxious caraway seeds in it.... well, maybe I'm thinking of last week..."
"I unpacked the groceries myself, and there was no bread in there. And you forgot the garlic powder too. You're such a schleppoch sometimes..."
"Recall, dear, I had to do the shopping very very early in the morning, because this is the Saturday I had to go in to work. "
"Well, you always have enough time to chat up the grocery store ladies... Was Jan there? With all the other old farts lined up in her lane to wish her good morning??? And who's that other one, the one who packs the bags -- Sherri?"
"I'll look in the car, maybe it fell out of the bag." ... That week I had to go to the bakery for some rye bread.
Another Saturday, another grocery run. When I checked out, Jan accosted me: "Did you eat a lot of bananas this week?" Such a strange question, I was momentarily speechless while she reached into the bottom of her register drawer, and brought out a small white register tape with a short grocery list on it:
- Beef Steak Rye
- El Rey Garlic Powder
- 8 oz Whole Mushrooms
- 5 Bananas
Of course, now every time either one of them sees me at the grocery store, they're sure to remind me "Be sure you don't leave your groceries lying around after you pay for them, Gary!" Never will I live that one down. But I love them both. Really. Angels walk the earth. Look carefully, and you may meet one today.
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