Thursday, August 19, 2010

The Puppet Chirper

This week has been a roller coaster of ups and downs. I got past the big fat green envy pill I swallowed earlier this week and am now in a weird place of "what-ever." And then life goes on...

I try to do all my Costco shopping on my lunch break to avoid dragging my kids into the pool of weekend shoppers. This way, I get in and I get out. If you're space cadet like me, you know that losing track of what day it is is a common occurrence in your life. I thought yesterday was the 19th - the first coupon day of the Costco mailer, so I zipped over to the warehouse to get my customary diaper, training pants, diaper wipe buying on. After my cart was loaded, I headed to the check with all my little clipped coupons and handed them to the cashier. "Awh...these actually aren't good until tomorrow" she said. "Really, but--" and then I stopped myself from begging. "Okay" I said, "I'm sorry...do you need me to put this all back?" "Nope, we'll have someone help with that." I left Costco with the few things I didn't have coupons for and went back to work knowing I'd waste my lunch tomorrow on the same shopping I just did.

Today was the first of the REAL "coupon" days, so the store was packed. I like to think of myself as a courteous shopper, but since I had been at work since the crack of dawn I was a little spacier than usual. As I chatted with my assistant (who was brave enough to accompany me) I tried to maneuver through the folks trying to get their free food samples. Just as I squeezed my cart through a food sampler stopped in front of me and I lightly (open to interpretation) hit him with my cart. "I'm so sorry" I say to him, initially feeling bad that I just buckled his legs from behind him, but then he made a puppet hand at me and said "Yak, yak, yak" - his hand gesturing at me like a chirping bird. Then proceeded to talk about me to his wife in a language I wasn't remotely familiar with. At first I didn't know what to say, but then I was pissed. I didn't need it from him today. Sure, I hit him, but I tried to apologize. If it me, I may not have been happy, but I wouldn't have been a dick about it.

I should have let it go, but after he started giving me the look and changing languages on me, I saw red. "I said I was sorry" I barked. "Yeah, I WAS talking and--" I had to stop myself short from turning into a screaming lunatic. My assistant was with me and was turning red with the laughter she tried so hard to keep in. I did hit him after all and he had every right to be annoyed, but when did people get so rude?! He could have ignored me, he could have even snapped at me, but puppet hand gestures? Seriously?

I made a bee-line for the shortest line I could find and got out of there as soon as possible. My first budget draft is due Monday morning and I suppose I'm wound a little tight. I'm cracked out on coffee I'm so tired. I can't stop yawning and I didn't even bother to put on makeup today. I'm counting down until this whole mess is over...

P.S. - I didn't win the lottery either, but I'll keep trying. You can't win if you don't play, right?

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