Funny things…

…always happen to me when I go to this one grocery store. Of course I have no idea why and that is precisely why I continue going there.

First, apparently I am not the only person that is a huge fan of onion bagels, because as I was walking away from the bread case that magically always has one batch of onion bagels left, a lady comes dashing up and looks in the case, then looks at me…and the look on her face was pure disappointment. I turn around and ask if it was the onion bagels she was looking for, her face lights up, but then stops and says, Oh no…I could never take them from someone else that likes them. Apparently the look on my face was a dead giveaway that despite being the cool guy and offering up the bagel, I was sorely depressed at losing the bagel πŸ˜‰ Having tried to give the bagels and failed…I moved on.

Second, about ten minutes later, I am getting angry because with an aisle dedicated to healthy canned food, it is a huge ordeal to go low sodium on everything. A girl walks up to me and asks, “Excuse me, are you by any chance Tony?”
“As a matter of fact, I would be Tony.”
“Okay, thanks!”
…and she walks away.
Now what I am guessing is that someone recognized me that wasn’t altogether kosher with coming up and saying hello. Thats cool.

This is cool because otherwise, I have a stalker or something and proof that the universe simply isn’t right keeps on dropping right in my lap.

Third, as I am loading groceries, I notice that someone in a really nice looking Hummer parked next to me. I am thinking “Jeez everyone in an H1 or a Cayenne has to show me up.” The guy who brings in the carts is walking my direction and say loudly, “Man that is a beauty!” and the lady drivig the Hummer instinctively says “Thank you very much!”…the guy says “Sorry ma’am I meant the HHR!”

Yeah. Shown up by little ol’ SS. The look on that lady’s face was priceless πŸ˜‰

THATS why I go to this grocery store πŸ˜‰

Completely off-topic:
Fixed a ton of little things for Carrie’s blog.
Framed an absolutely gorgeous canvas of a ballerina for a friend’s b-day. (Photo courtesy of Robert Hunt.)
Cleaned the living room.
My brother forgot he had me clear my weekend to come over and hang before he went back to Iraq.
Now my Sunday is booked and I can’t go there.
Coffee.
Fixed the rss aggregation issues on the tonytown.
Found an old friend, had dinner with her.
Got myself addicted to yet another game.
Chai Tea.
Cleaned the office.
Laundry.
Still haven’t figured out what to eat…

Anyhow.

Thought I would share the weekend with everyone.
Came to the conclusion that living alone sucks the big one. I am simply not entertained enough.