1. The M.P. (military police) follows you the entire way to the commissary.
2. You hear a 60 year-old woman talking loudly on her cell phone about the 17 year-old girl at her work who "laid down in bed with so-and-so and got pregnant" in one breath, then complaining about how so-and-so #2 needs to "mind her own business." Obviously!
3. The shelves have food on them.
4. They got in a shipment of Boston Lettuce! Except they are all wilted.
5. Upon checkout, your cashier exclaims loudly, "oh my GOD!" and promptly leaves with no explanation.
6. Upon said cashier's return 3-4 minutes later, a seemingly unrelated bickering match ensues between cashier, her two baggers, the cashier one lane over, and her two baggers. You are remiss as to what is actually going on, and they stop bickering only long enough to ask, "paper or plastic?" before resuming bickering again.
7. The MP follows you the entire way home from the commissary. Do I look like I need a personal escort?!?!
1 comment:
Megan you so set yourself up for that one. (The personnal escort thingy, hahaha!) Yes- you look like you need it, ha haha! Have a great week Megan. Always- Robin >:O)
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