the unbearable humiliation of shopping
Aug. 5th, 2003 01:20 amSo I decided to run up to 7-11 to get some food and snacks.
On one hand, this is expensive.
On the other hand, if you're cash-poor and you have a gas card, it's an option you can't ignore.
I make my way through 7-11, picking up sundries like milk, icecream, a frozen pizza. Decide that cereal in one box is prohibitively expensive there (I mean, $4.49 for a box of frosted flakes?), but the assortment of miniature boxes isn't too bad. Pick up some corn chips to replace the ones that I eat with chili as a meal and that my mom rudely ate as snacks. Pick up a tiny box of cookies. Yeah, I'm doing well.
I get up to the register, and as he's checking me out, the clerk says the dreaded words, "Are you single?"
Thinking I'm about to be hit on, I lie through my teeth and reply, "NOPE!"
"This is... SINGLE FOOD."
I lamely explain that it's actually Broke Food, and he replies that people shouldn't shop for broke food at 7-11. I counter with the whole "but you can buy food on your gas card here!" argument. I get out in one piece, but feeling quite sheepish.
I get to the car, realizing I forgot my mother's requested ice cream sandwich.
Well, I don't go back in to get it. I did buy ice cream, after all.
One ice-cream sandwich is definitely BROKE SINGLE FOOD.
On one hand, this is expensive.
On the other hand, if you're cash-poor and you have a gas card, it's an option you can't ignore.
I make my way through 7-11, picking up sundries like milk, icecream, a frozen pizza. Decide that cereal in one box is prohibitively expensive there (I mean, $4.49 for a box of frosted flakes?), but the assortment of miniature boxes isn't too bad. Pick up some corn chips to replace the ones that I eat with chili as a meal and that my mom rudely ate as snacks. Pick up a tiny box of cookies. Yeah, I'm doing well.
I get up to the register, and as he's checking me out, the clerk says the dreaded words, "Are you single?"
Thinking I'm about to be hit on, I lie through my teeth and reply, "NOPE!"
"This is... SINGLE FOOD."
I lamely explain that it's actually Broke Food, and he replies that people shouldn't shop for broke food at 7-11. I counter with the whole "but you can buy food on your gas card here!" argument. I get out in one piece, but feeling quite sheepish.
I get to the car, realizing I forgot my mother's requested ice cream sandwich.
Well, I don't go back in to get it. I did buy ice cream, after all.
One ice-cream sandwich is definitely BROKE SINGLE FOOD.