Unaccustomed to grocery shopping off a list, I arrived at SuperFresh with a list of three items and arrived home with zero of them. I almost got some extra vacuum sealed fruit though.
As I was pulling into the last self checkout lane, the woman in the adjacent lane started piling her stuff on my conveyor. “Miss,” I asked, underestimating her age by 20 years, “are you using this lane?”
“No” she muttered, ignoring the fact that she had just piled groceries on it.
“Do you want me to, uhh, do something with these?” I inquired.
“Give them to her,” she spat, motioning toward the bagging lady two aisles down, who looked up with a snarl.
I didn’t let on that I recognized her. I wanted to say, “Wait a second, I know you! You’re the only person on the planet!” But I didn’t.
Addendum
The first batch of pictures from Stoney Indian campsite are up. This is the best site in the entire park.
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