Showing posts with label peeing in pants. Show all posts
Showing posts with label peeing in pants. Show all posts

Sunday, May 24, 2009

Being the loving, thoughtful wife that I am, after braving the Sunday afternoon crowd at Wal-Mart I went down the road to Price Chopper to get a pound of freshly shredded deli turkey for my carnivorous husband. I wish our Wal-Mart had a deli, alas, it does not. I love me some meat.

Anyways, I had never been into this Price Chopper. It looked a little run down and worn compared to the stark-shiny-linoleum navy blue & whiteness that is a Wal-Mart Supercenter. I walked in, about to pee in my pants, only to find out that the women's restroom was being cleaned. Arg. I told the blonde girl that I would come back on my way out. Squeeze.. squeeze... squeeze those legs together. I was angry at Price Chopper already.

I found the deli and did a double take at the advertised prices: $2.99/lb oven roasted turkey! Listen, at Harp's a pound of oven roasted turkey is $7.00. This blew my mind. I even told the girl that their prices were half of what Harp's were.

I just realized that I am typing a blog post about deli meat.

By the way, when I stopped in to use the restroom on my way out, it smelled of roses.