22.10.06
unexpected
I'm sure you won't believe me, but it's true: I went to Trader Joe's and was in and out in 15 minutes. I'm referring to the Trader Joe's on 14th street. The one that looked like a Soviet-era supermarket for weeks after it opened, because each day, people were buying up everything in stock.Yes, I actually did buy food. No, I didn't have anyone queueing in line for me. Usually my Trader Joe's experience involves going into the store, my mind full of imagined meals, taking a look at the line, and walking out. My coworker claims that getting in line is the first thing he does when he goes food shopping. "Oh, that's great -- your wife starts the shopping?" "No... I just have my cart hold my space while I shop!" If only I had that kind of chutzpah.
Here is the secret: I went on friday night. It beats going to a crowded bar. Consider it my new friday night activity. That and the ICP. Friday nights are for suckers.
posted by a girl @ 18:43
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