
ok, so during my lunch today, my wife & i made a quick run to a store to pick up a few things. ends up that they didn't have much other than some discounted wrapping paper. melissa handed me 2 rolls & asked if i'd go pay for them while she kept shopping. me being the incredible husband i am (in my own mind), i went & got in line.
what i didn't realize was that the line snaked down an isle away from the 3 open checkouts. i found who i thought was the last lady in line & stood behind her. now here's where it got interesting. what i failed to notice was the lone shopping cart that was piled high with items just 3 feet behind the lady that i thought was the end. as i stood there, "gramma jones" showed up & dumped more items into what i deduced was her cart. then she pushed it forward into the the "buffer zone" between me & the lady ahead of me. asked if she was in line before to which i received a look very similar to the 1 linked here. she eye-balled my 2 rolls of wrapping paper & then gave me the look "pfft, rookie."
it's Christmas time. i love Christmas but absolutely hate shopping during this time of year. right away, i could feel something mean rising up inside me towards "gramma jones." call it maturity or experience or both, but i realized after a moment or 2, i need to watch out for myself during this time of year.
you and i are the only ones that can forfeit our peace & joy. no one can take it away so watch out!


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