Checking out

the grocery store and i have an interesting relationship.  when i have a list i can relax and enjoy. without a list i am lost–aimlessly dropping things in my cart  hoping a meal or two will magically drift together.  it is a bit silly because i’ve been shopping and feeding myself for 20 years+.  i would have thought i would have mastered it by now, but  sadly no.

what i have mastered is the speed shop (list in hand). i am a Rock Star shopper whipping through the aisles and weaving between other carts.  it is smooth sailing until the checkout, this is where it all falls apart.  who do i choose?   the high school kid, the empty nester returning to the fray, or the chatty guy –it was always a gamble until the SELF-CHECKOUT appeared.    i rarely encounter a line here, and if i do there are at least four queues. the odds are in my favour.  i show up, drop my basket and scan. it is the ultimate multitask — the check-out and i are symbiotic.

but not today.  i am under the weather, i don’t have the super shop in me. i have a list and a plan but i am meandering through the aisles.  efficient but definitely not quick.  finished i roll up to the checkout and pause…literally…the self-checkout beckons but i hesitate. i look left and right and as my buggy inches towards the far end i do a 180 and head for the manned till. the high school guy–not so chatty, not super quick but today he is my speed.  i hand over my green bags, stand back and relax.  the red lights bleep and sing a song for him, not me.  i am checked out.

i found 4 mins of stillness standing in a grocery store.  who knew?

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About ithinkinwords

i love common sense and innovation. the trails, mountains and oceans are magic. i run a little, have recently taken up mountain biking and find bliss in yoga. getting outside everyday and moving is a must! sometimes when i am driving i look into the rearview and think how did i get here? -- last time i looked i was 17 and crossing my fingers my VW had enough gas. well it got me here.

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