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Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Sometimes...

In case you hadn't figured it out yet, I'm a 'two cents' sort of girl. I'll give you my two cents... definitely if you ask for them... and sometimes if you don't. As I get older, though, I'm learning to keep my two cents to myself... well, sometimes, anyway. I've realized that sometimes just knowing what's in my own head and heart is enough. Sometimes I can keep my big mouth shut and the world won't end.

Sometimes.

But sometimes? Sometimes I just can't help it. Sometimes my two cents just fly out of my mouth, sort of like my money flies out of my wallet in the grocery store.

And speaking of the grocery store (nice little segue there, eh?), I was there on Sunday for my weekly wallet-suck. As I was doing the final bolt for the things I'd forgotten (because I also forgot my list and since I don't like to waste time running up and down aisles from which I don't need anything, I, instead, waste time running back through the store, up and down aisles from which I actually did need things, which I forgot... because I forgot my list), and... umm... where was I? Oh, right, I was grabbing the last few things I'd forgotten when I passed a girl marching toward the meat section, looking rather grim. She looked like a college student (the dead give-away was her Uggs/pajama pants/hoodie ensemble) and she was being followed by a guy, also in college attire (hoodie/shorts/flip flops... in January), looking less grim, more plead-y. I know plead-y isn't a word, but what does someone look like who's in plead-mode? I dunno. Anyway, although all I could hear of their conversation was him whining, "Come on, pleeeeease?", it was clear that she was having none of it.

Needless to say, my curiosity was piqued ('cause I'm nosy like that, that's why). So when I had the opportunity to get behind them in the check-out line a few minutes later, I grabbed it. I only heard a little bit of their conversation. But it was quite enough.

Him (whispering loudly): I don't know why you're mad. It was just kissing! It's not like I had sex with her!

Her (not whispering at all): If you don't walk away now, I'm gonna hit you with this ham.

At this point, he turned and looked at me, then rolled his eyes, as if to say, "Can you believe this?"

You know how I said that sometimes I'm a 'two cents' sort of girl? Yeah. This was one of those times.

Me: Dude. You should walk. 'Cause I might have to hit you, too.

In case you're wondering, he walked. It seems stupid does have limits. Sometimes, anyway.

27 comments:

tryn2bgreen said...

LOL! Great story! I felt like I was right there with you in the store. Your two cents was probably greatly appreciated in this case by "her"!!!

mo.stoneskin said...

If only you were brandishing a leg of lamb to threaten him with.

f1trey said...

Wish I had been there! I hear you lady! Ida given a bucks worth of advice......given ya a big kiss in front of him and said "is that how ya did it?"

Amy McMean said...

Oh man, I would have been like "hey buddy stick around and talk it out." Come one LIKE you weren't thinking it would be COOL to see her hit him with the ham. I would have encouraged said ham beating......that doesn't sound so good huh.

Amy McMean said...

go to http://supahmommy.blogspot.com
she has a link to the place that shows you how to do the post it stuff, it's so easy. I mean I figured it out.

Shanna said...

Love it! We girls need to stick together ... even if it's in the line at the grocery store!

Protege said...

Hehe, Diane great, I am sitting here laughing, and I am still at work! This was a wonderful read. I guess the problems are the same no mater the age.;)
xo
Zuzana

Debbie(singlemom;complicatedworld) said...

this is SO great! hope the bum kept walking!!!! and by the way, I think 'plead-y' is a great word!!!!!:)

Tabitha@ichoosebliss said...

LOL!! Thank you for the laugh! I so needed it. :)

Jean said...

ha... I say you done good!

Everyday Goddess said...

You are my absolute hero.

I'm sure the girl was glad too.

Rachel Cotterill said...

Fantastic! Love it :)

She said...

You're brilliant! The boy is an ass! The girl is a rockstar. I hope she continues to hold her own on this one!

Jenners said...

Good for her ... and good for you! Hit him with the ham!

tattytiara said...

Priceless. This post and your advice.

lakeviewer said...

This was a hoot. Glad you gave him your two-cents. The nerves!

justsomethoughts... said...

well done
loved to have seen his face
snap a pic next time

hebba said...

Oh, I wish I could've been there!

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Should have hit him anyway.

Pauline said...

Just kissing? Wonder what he would have said if he's seen HER just kissing... where's that ham?

Sometimes Sophia said...

"Hit you with this ham" ????? LOL. Priceless!! What a great line.

And how about pleadulant? It's sort of like petulant... pronounced similarly? ;)

Marla said...

I like you even more now

Lee said...

Time to chlorinate the gene pool again.

Lori said...

I love this! I pictured the entire scenario in my head right down to the Uggs. And yeah, I tend to add my .02 at inappropriate times. This was good though, totally appropriate.

I'm new here, but I'm sure we're approximately the same age. Come see me at my whatsafter29 blog. :)

TC said...

I and another lady once followed a couple around a grocery story because we thought he threatened to abuse her but we weren't quite sure and they were still arguing. We finally just told a clerk when we were leaving.
That might not be 2 cents, we didn't say anything to them....

Kati said...

He's just lucky you didn't wack him upside the head with the milk! I laughed the other day walking into Starbucks seeing a student in jammie pants and uggs - at 9am. Sigh, what a life.

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