At The Grocery Store........

[Out of Order]

The young gentleman in front of me in line was waiting for checkout as we all were. In addition to his bread, milk and other assorted food items he was also making a purchase, as it turns out, from the pharmacy department. A spray can of some sort. The young lady behind the register scanned the item through and looked at the can and said to the young fellow.....

"Jock Itch Spray? Where do you spray that?" Without missing a step he replied......"At home."

After I picked myself up off the floor he was gone, but I wanted to congratulate him before he left.

 

[Sundrop]

definitely 10 out of 10

 

[summer_sky]

haha, funny!

 

[Spideyman]

The young gentleman in front of me in line was waiting for checkout as we all were. In addition to his bread, milk and other assorted food items he was also making a purchase, as it turns out, from the pharmacy department. A spray can of some sort. The young lady behind the register scanned the item through and looked at the can and said to the young fellow.....

"Jock Itch Spray? Where do you spray that?" Without missing a step he replied......"At home."

After I picked myself up off the floor he was gone, but I wanted to congratulate him before he left.

Warning was needed-- coffee clean up on kitchen table. Priceless.

 

[GNTLGNT]

The young gentleman in front of me in line was waiting for checkout as we all were. In addition to his bread, milk and other assorted food items he was also making a purchase, as it turns out, from the pharmacy department. A spray can of some sort. The young lady behind the register scanned the item through and looked at the can and said to the young fellow.....

"Jock Itch Spray? Where do you spray that?" Without missing a step he replied......"At home."

After I picked myself up off the floor he was gone, but I wanted to congratulate him before he left.

...was this young gentleman somehow from your end of the gene pool?.....

 

[Pucker]

That's a pretty funny story, but then the grocery store is a funny place, isn't it?

Let me ask you this: Any y'all ever drink milk? And if you do, how long have you been drinking milk?

I've been drinking milk since before I can remember, or so my mother says. As far as that goes, I've been buying milk for . . . oh . . . probably somewhere around 35 or 40 years. The point is that I know what kind of milk I like to drink and I know what kind of milk to buy. The dairy case at the grocery store does not confuse me.

So riddle me this, Batman: How come every time I go to the grocery store there's at least one . . . ummmm . . . shopper . . . who is standing in front of said dairy case, perusing all the different varieties of milk, as if perhaps milk was just invented yesterday and this person has never seen it before?

Does this happen to anyone else, or is it just me?

 

[GNTLGNT]

That's a pretty funny story, but then the grocery store is a funny place, isn't it?

Let me ask you this: Any y'all ever drink milk? And if you do, how long have you been drinking milk?

I've been drinking milk since before I can remember, or so my mother says. As far as that goes, I've been buying milk for . . . oh . . . probably somewhere around 35 or 40 years. The point is that I know what kind of milk I like to drink and I know what kind of milk to buy. The dairy case at the grocery store does not confuse me.

So riddle me this, Batman: How come every time I go to the grocery store there's at least one . . . ummmm . . . shopper . . . who is standing in front of said dairy case, perusing all the different varieties of milk, as if perhaps milk was just invented yesterday and this person has never seen it before?

Does this happen to anyone else, or is it just me?

 

[Pucker]

Dude . . . that's hilarious!

This internet . . . it's a wonder, ain't it?

 

[Spideyman]

That's a pretty funny story, but then the grocery store is a funny place, isn't it?

Let me ask you this: Any y'all ever drink milk? And if you do, how long have you been drinking milk?

I've been drinking milk since before I can remember, or so my mother says. As far as that goes, I've been buying milk for . . . oh . . . probably somewhere around 35 or 40 years. The point is that I know what kind of milk I like to drink and I know what kind of milk to buy. The dairy case at the grocery store does not confuse me.

So riddle me this, Batman: How come every time I go to the grocery store there's at least one . . . ummmm . . . shopper . . . who is standing in front of said dairy case, perusing all the different varieties of milk, as if perhaps milk was just invented yesterday and this person has never seen it before?

Does this happen to anyone else, or is it just me?

This is constant at every trip to the grocery. I too know what brand and type of milk I generally buy. I think it is a matter of checking out the prices-- seems to go up each week.

 

[morgan]

This is constant at every trip to the grocery. I too know what brand and type of milk I generally buy. I think it is a matter of checking out the prices-- seems to go up each week.

And they're always moving stuff around too!

 

[Pucker]

And they're always moving stuff around too!

For real!

They do that because they want you to wander around the store looking for the stuff you came in to purchase, in the hope that you will buy other stuff you didn't realize you wanted.

This is what insiders call "marketing."

Which is funny, because doing the "marketing," when I was a kid, meant going shopping.

I guess getting old has just made me cynical.

More's the pity.

 

[Sundrop]

That's a pretty funny story, but then the grocery store is a funny place, isn't it?

Let me ask you this: Any y'all ever drink milk? And if you do, how long have you been drinking milk?

I've been drinking milk since before I can remember, or so my mother says. As far as that goes, I've been buying milk for . . . oh . . . probably somewhere around 35 or 40 years. The point is that I know what kind of milk I like to drink and I know what kind of milk to buy. The dairy case at the grocery store does not confuse me.

So riddle me this, Batman: How come every time I go to the grocery store there's at least one . . . ummmm . . . shopper . . . who is standing in front of said dairy case, perusing all the different varieties of milk, as if perhaps milk was just invented yesterday and this person has never seen it before?

Does this happen to anyone else, or is it just me?

A few weeks ago as I was doing the grocery shopping, I ran into such a couple. As I approached the dairy case, there was a woman bent over with the door open, literally picking up and reading the label on every carton of milk. I waited several minutes, then coughed and bumped my cart gently on the dairy case door, hoping that she'd notice us standing there waiting and let me get my milk out of the case.....she didn't even look up, just kept right on digging through those milk cartons like she was looking for buried treasure. Her husband just stood by, not saying anything, and looking toward the ceiling. I commented loudly to my daughter that I guess we'll just go finish our shopping and come back to the milk last, and perhaps that lady will be finished digging by the time we come back. (I'm not very patient or pleasant at the grocery store, especially when people can't make up their minds and move along) I ran into her again in the frozen section.....she was digging through the frozen pizzas like dog burying a bone!.....and her husband was still standing there gazing up at the ceiling like it's perfectly normal to take 45 minutes to choose a carton of milk and a pizza. I looked at my daughter, and said that I was sure glad we didn't need a frozen pizza today.....
I swear, you can't make this stuff up.

 

[mcpon14]

A few weeks ago as I was doing the grocery shopping, I ran into such a couple. As I approached the dairy case, there was a woman bent over with the door open, literally picking up and reading the label on every carton of milk. I waited several minutes, then coughed and bumped my cart gently on the dairy case door, hoping that she'd notice us standing there waiting and let me get my milk out of the case.....she didn't even look up, just kept right on digging through those milk cartons like she was looking for buried treasure. Her husband just stood by, not saying anything, and looking toward the ceiling. I commented loudly to my daughter that I guess we'll just go finish our shopping and come back to the milk last, and perhaps that lady will be finished digging by the time we come back. (I'm not very patient or pleasant at the grocery store, especially when people can't make up their minds and move along) I ran into her again in the frozen section.....she was digging through the frozen pizzas like dog burying a bone!.....and her husband was still standing there gazing up at the ceiling like it's perfectly normal to take 45 minutes to choose a carton of milk and a pizza. I looked at my daughter, and said that I was sure glad we didn't need a frozen pizza today.....
I swear, you can't make this stuff up.

That's pretty funny of her if you ask me. Sorry. Similar story. I was in the grocery store with someone and it was a particularly hot day in Southern California and this person had the door of the ice cream cooler open and was just standing inside of it. He was not reading labels but was just cooling off. He took a long time too just your lady. I waited for him but left after a while because he was taking too long.

 

[AnnaMarie]

That's a pretty funny story, but then the grocery store is a funny place, isn't it?

Let me ask you this: Any y'all ever drink milk? And if you do, how long have you been drinking milk?

I've been drinking milk since before I can remember, or so my mother says. As far as that goes, I've been buying milk for . . . oh . . . probably somewhere around 35 or 40 years. The point is that I know what kind of milk I like to drink and I know what kind of milk to buy. The dairy case at the grocery store does not confuse me.

So riddle me this, Batman: How come every time I go to the grocery store there's at least one . . . ummmm . . . shopper . . . who is standing in front of said dairy case, perusing all the different varieties of milk, as if perhaps milk was just invented yesterday and this person has never seen it before?

Does this happen to anyone else, or is it just me?

That's me. I'm sorry.

 

[HollyGolightly]

The young gentleman in front of me in line was waiting for checkout as we all were. In addition to his bread, milk and other assorted food items he was also making a purchase, as it turns out, from the pharmacy department. A spray can of some sort. The young lady behind the register scanned the item through and looked at the can and said to the young fellow.....

"Jock Itch Spray? Where do you spray that?" Without missing a step he replied......"At home."

After I picked myself up off the floor he was gone, but I wanted to congratulate him before he left.

I so admire people with wit that quick! I'm wondering about the sassy check out gal flirting with the boy with the jock itch. I do believe that was a flirt line.

 

[morgan]

I do believe that was a flirt line.

Really??! Oh my.

 

[mcpon14]

I so admire people with wit that quick! I'm wondering about the sassy check out gal flirting with the boy with the jock itch. I do believe that was a flirt line.

Now that I think about it, it does sound like a flirt line.

 

[HollyGolightly]

A few weeks ago as I was doing the grocery shopping, I ran into such a couple. As I approached the dairy case, there was a woman bent over with the door open, literally picking up and reading the label on every carton of milk. I waited several minutes, then coughed and bumped my cart gently on the dairy case door, hoping that she'd notice us standing there waiting and let me get my milk out of the case.....she didn't even look up, just kept right on digging through those milk cartons like she was looking for buried treasure. Her husband just stood by, not saying anything, and looking toward the ceiling. I commented loudly to my daughter that I guess we'll just go finish our shopping and come back to the milk last, and perhaps that lady will be finished digging by the time we come back. (I'm not very patient or pleasant at the grocery store, especially when people can't make up their minds and move along) I ran into her again in the frozen section.....she was digging through the frozen pizzas like dog burying a bone!.....and her husband was still standing there gazing up at the ceiling like it's perfectly normal to take 45 minutes to choose a carton of milk and a pizza. I looked at my daughter, and said that I was sure glad we didn't need a frozen pizza today.....
I swear, you can't make this stuff up.

Either she's OCD about expiration dates, or worried about ruptured packaging, or trying to find something defective so she can argue at the check out that she needs a discount.

I hate the aisle loiterers - they park their cart in the middle of the aisle, stand back so far from the shelf they're eyeing that you can't pass and gaze longingly at all the food for minutes on end. I'll flat out move their damn basket. Don't mess me with me in the grocery store. I've got a list, I know where I'm going, I want to be in and out in 15 mins. Move your a$$! I ain't got time for your foolishness, crazy!

 

[HollyGolightly]

Really??! Oh my.

Definitely a flirt line! Dude played it cool. I love him.

 

[morgan]

Definitely a flirt line! Dude played it cool. I love him.

Scary... Nothin' says sexy like

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