So I went to the super wal-mart today. I was really happy to see all of the Valentine’s Day stuff moved to less prominent positions. It is combined with a happy lack of stupid Valentine’s Day commercials. Yesterday I learned a hard adult truth.
When you are young and when you are single you think Valentine’s Day will be less lame when you “the one.” Last year’s Valentine’s Day was actually quite wonderful so I thought maybe I was right. This year I looked up and realized how truly naive I was. Boys and girls, Valentine’s Day even in a couple is still pretty lame. It was like the year I realized Christmas as a childless adult was just either another day to stare at your electronic of choice or a whole lot of work that no one notices. Bah, next thing you know someone will tell me I can’t be an astronaut.
Anyway, the Valentine’s Day stuff was all taken down except for the stuff on clearance. I saw a woman with a baby on her hip at one of the price scanners checking the prices of some of the clearance chocolates. Later I saw her pushing her basket surrounded by three children under the age of 6. I understood then.
I also saw a woman who was probably in her fifties in grey tights, a long tweety bird shirt (not long enough to cover her saggy butt, mind you), and knee high boots. It wasn’t the worst outfit I have seen in wal-mart by any means. I just believe she was led astray by this whole tights as pants thing that is sweeping the nation. I don’t like the look on twenty year old’s that weigh approximately 83 pounds, I really don’t like it on older ladies. Its like tube tops. There are about four people in the world who can do it well and I guarantee none of them shop at Chickasha super center. The thing that particularly entertained me is that she looked at my cleavage and made a face. Those tights and boots are okay but a little bit of boob top is not. How will I ever live with the scorn?
Really, how long does it take to pick out rice?
I got behind a family at the checkout that had four kids with her ranging from 16ish to 2ish. She paid no attention to the little ones and let the eldest boy watch them. One of the little ones kept trying to grab some candy and the boy kept telling him no. Finally the little one screamed and the mom gave in and bought it, except she had left her cash in the care and sent her teenage daughter out to get it. I don’t mind waiting for stuff like that since I have done it before, I was just kind of surprised that the boy was being more responsible than the mom. He kept picking up the two year old girl and bouncing her to calm her and took his little brother to the bathroom. Maybe I am just weird for noticing it.
In fact, I’m pretty sure I am just weird.
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