The Grocery
Wednesday afternoon is a great time to get the weekly grocery shopping done, there's hardly anyone in the store. I notice this woman as we wind our way through the isles. We seem to be on a constant collision course. Her appearance is plain, hardly any makeup, shoulder length blonde hair, a gray tee, jeans, and sandals. The ring on her left hand says a lot. Mid 30's, she's probably a mom on a mission. She keeps checking her list. We pass again and smile. She has a pretty smile. I pull in behind her at the only checkout that's open as the lady cashier rings her out. The blonde rummages through her wallet, pulls out a credit card. It declines. She doesn't have her checkbook. The cashier asks if she has a debit card. The woman says no, then turns and apologizes to me. There's some quick discussion between the woman and the cashier. The woman is frustrated and getting more and more frazzled by the second. I ask if I can help. It's over $400 she says. I smile, then ask the cashier to excuse us for a second. The woman and I move off to the side. I think we can work this out, I say to the woman, my words just loud enough for her to hear. I live about 2 miles from here, and I can write you a check...the woman begins. I interrupt her. I'll follow you home, but I don't want your money...Would we be alone at your place...for an hour or so? The woman looks at me. Her expression reveals her realization of my offer. She's angry, then just pissed. She looks down and mutters something about me being a fuckhead. I'm expecting her to tell me to fuck off, but I chuckle and ask if we have a deal. She agrees.
(There's a longer version in my head, but I think this gets the idea across)
Anyone else have a fantasy of the moment they'd like to share? ...Maybe you just want to go shopping, and see who pulls up in line behind you? LOL