I was sitting at home when the urge for a Sonic cranberry limeade - TopicsExpress



          

I was sitting at home when the urge for a Sonic cranberry limeade struck me (I cant help myself Im addicted to them) and I could not resist. I was only going up the road and not getting out of the car so I left the house with no shoes on, a pair of shorts and a 20 year old Black Flag t-shirt that is threadbare and falling apart. After getting my large sized cup of deliciousness I said screw it and went for a drive. I saw a sign for Whole Foods and figured hey Ill stop in and see what kind of goodies I could get. I get out of the car with a pinch of Copenhagen in my mouth no shoes looking like a bum. I figured I would not get far before someone asked me to leave. First stop the hot bar just to get a small soup container to spit in. Next stop other side of hot bar to get a large container of minestrone soup. Then I hear someone behind the deli counter say hey look a bum wandered in. I thought my goose was cooked and I would be asked to leave. I went straight to the deli counter and asked about the foi gras. First question Is this traditional foi gras? Deli counter employee reply Um no Sir it is not. Me thats to bad I enjoy the kind where the ducks are force fed until their liver is chock full of fat. I walk away and hear jerk. I giggle and keep walking. Next stop Bakery Dept. they had traditional sour dough bread. I get the attention of the person behind the counter and ask did the starter for the bread come from San Francisco? Clerk Im not sure we just bake it and put it on display for sale. I say hmm how can you call it traditional sour dough if the starter did not come from San Francisco? I say Ill take a loaf of the marble rye then. Next stop cheese bar. I pick a niece piece of brie and ask if they have any quince paste. The clerk was friendly and said it was in the jelly aisle. My first nice experience since I have been in the store. As I walk away I hear did you see the bum asking me for quince paste and his feet are dirty. Nice experience canceled. I get my quince paste and walk to the check out line. Not one of those snobby bastards had the stones to ask me to leave. HAHA I think I may make that my new Saturday night thing.
Posted on: Sun, 17 Nov 2013 02:52:17 +0000

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