February 16, 2006

The Grocery Store

I took both girls to the grocery store. (I rarely do this because they get bored, I get frustrated and it's not good for any of us.) I tried to find a regular double cart -- the kind that you have to have a seat belt to hold them in place or they slide off -- but all of them I found had broken seat belts. So I put them in one of the carts that's a car in the front. It's so low to the ground that even with seat belts on both girls were leaning out of the car dragging their arms and shoulders on the floor. (Lovely thought huh?)

So, we're about 3/4 of the way through the store, I've said, "please sit up" no less than 52 times and I'm trying desperately to just get what I absolutely need and get out of store. A woman approaches me and says, "Can I ask you a question?" I stop and say, "sure" and get ready to tell her, "China. Yes, they're twins. Yes, they're identical. 26 months. Michal and Kenna" but instead she says, "I'm new to the area and work for a division of Citibank. We're looking to hire people. Do you know anyone who's looking for a job?" I tell her I don't but undaunted she then asks, "What about you?"

At this point the girls are trying to wriggle out of the cart and are making pretty good progress toward their goal. I look at the woman and tell her that I quit my job to stay home with my daughters and am not looking for a job.

She then looks right at me and says, "Well, if you're just at home then you must be terribly bored and looking for something to do."

I laughed out loud, told the girls to "please sit up" for the 53rd time and left her standing by the boxes of cereal still asking me, "Are you sure you aren't interested?"

Have I mentioned how much I don't like grocery shopping or those car-shaped carts?

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