Strange

I try and be a nice person. It is not something I give my all to each and every day, but rather I try and go through my days with a little bit of kindness for my fellow men. Granted some days I achieve my goal and other days I fall way short.

Since I have quite a bit on my plate at the moment, I haven't much patience with idiots. Idiots are defined by someone or something that annoys me.

The person who counts ALL the fruit as 1 item in the 12 items or less aisle. In reality she has 32 items but counting the fruit as one, now has 8. Idiot.

Someone who counts out 92 cents in pennies at the local coffee store, idiot.

The people outside my bedroom window last night at 1:00 am IN THE MORNING, smoking, drinking and throwing rocks into the ocean, idiots.

These are my definition and it may mean something different to each of us. I often put myself in the idiot category, just to be fair it is not saved for only random people.

The kid woke up sick this morning. So in my effort to be kind, caring, and win some sort of mother of year award, I headed off to the grocery store to buy a wide and varied assortment of food products. We had soup, and juices, and crackers, some applesauce, and some bread. I was all over that food pyramid.

Now in my town we have one main grocery store. Safeway. You can head into another town and hit another Safeway but pretty much your selections need to be contained in either Safeway or Fred Meyer. Costco if you are feeding a search party but other than that, you are pretty much out of luck.

I am not a morning person. So this morning I counted myself a winner in the fact that I had on shorts, flip-flops, and a t-shirt. My hair was combed and I had my purse and PHONE, all at the same time.

So there I am, bopping along the aisles, playing Mrs. Beaver Cleaver. Buying stuff to make cookies. Buying a chicken for BBQ chicken, etc. etc. etc. I decided to buy the kid some cheese. He loves cheese. I'm enjoying the cheese aisle to no end when I notice a man is standing right next to me. Now this in and of itself is not unusual, I attract strange people like no one's business. I have forever and I don't see a reduction in this activity as I age. I make eye contact and start to move my cart along to the milk section, when he speaks.

"You are dressed inappropriately for Safeway!" He says to me. I look around in case there is a naked woman next to me or someone using a stripper pole in the cheese aisle. Nope, just me and the man.

"What?" I say, slightly mean toned, which really means, go away you strange strange man.

"That is not proper attire for grocery shopping." he angrily states. I look down to see if I am wearing clothes that could possibly be construed as not fit for the outside world. Nope. Still shorts and a t-shirt. And a bra I might add.

Now most days, I would continue on my merry way, today not so much.

"F*** off" I snarl. And I head to the milk aisle.

I finish my shopping and proceed to the checkout aisle, when who is standing right FRIGGIN' in front of me, but idiot man. He turns to look at me and I glare right back. Then he does some sort of wavy thing, like we are old friends. I glare. He picks up his groceries and exits the store. I complain to the sales clerk.

"Oh, he is a strange one." she says.

Good to know they can still find me even in Oregon.