I walk through the sliding doors and it smells of... Fish? Something gross.
I immediately start on one side of the store. 2 women are looking over the cheese. One is the mom, and the other is a middle aged teen. They don't talk for a very long time. Finally the mom says something, but it's quiet and I'm unable to make out what she said. The coolers are loud. Their cart is very full. They finally pull forward from the cheese section, but come to another stop. They're looking over the sale ad. The mom hands it to the teen and she looks it over too. They continue to stand quietly. I finally realize that they're ripping out the coupons of the sale ad before moving forward to the checkout.
In another aisle, 2 guys have just started shopping. Their cart is empty except for a couple cans of soup. As soon as I come down the aisle, they're quick to move away.
Then I see three girls approaching. They're all wearing pajama pants. They're talking about going somewhere. One asks the other "Are you going there tonight?" The other responds, "Yeah, after this". As they approach the edge of the meat department, they quickly skim over the section of meat, then they jokingly say that they should ask a manager. I wasn't able to tell what they were going to ask about. Miss Joker approaches the meat counter and says "excuse me" to get his attention, but in a hot second turns around, laughs a bit, and scurries off. The guy working the counter didn't notice them.
The soup guys pass me in a brisk walk again. I know they're talking about the score of a game. Perhaps Monday Night football scores.
I take note that there are large pallets stacked very high (at least 8 feet) with boxes and other goods. They're at the end of every aisle, so I assume its time to restock the shelves.
Miss Joker and her three friends are now by the frozen section, debating over cocktail shrimp. They're trying to decide on what size to get, based on how quickly they think it will go. I wonder if they are preparing for a party. There's also a snack tray in their cart with crackers, meat, and cheese.
The guy at the meat counter is scrubbing away at something in the sink in the far corner.
Another worker in the produce section, Veggie Grower, is arranging the cold salad dressings. He pulls the first one in each row to the front of the shelf. He also spins them to make sure that the label is showing. Once one is done, he moves down a little farther, repeating the process.
A couple briefly walks by the produce. He is very touchy-feely. He rubs her shoulders and constantly grazes her back. He even puts his hand in one of her back pockets. Major PDA!
The Veggie Grower moves over to arrange and fix up the tomatoes and the cucumbers. There is a bag of other vegetables. He opens it and takes the produce back to it's original home with it fruits and veggies alike.
The girl behind the bakery is talking to someone whom I can't see. Cake Girl says something along the lines of "She has her nose pierced... I think I saw her".
Meanwhile Veggie Grower starts to spray down the produce.
Cake Girl asks the man she's talking to, "Why not tell me? . . . It started with an 'm'". I think she's trying to figure out who someone is. She moves away and I can't hear her anymore. Shortly she returns, bringing out cakes. She pushes them into the coolers.
A new guy enters the store. He grabs two big bags of spinach, and carries them in one hand. He doesn't have a basket or a cart. He gets a produce bag and fills it with garlic. A lot of garlic! Then he scoops up some fresh green beans, but in a weird way. Instead of picking them up with his hands and placing them into the bag, he put the bag over his hands and scooped them up. It reminded me of picking up dog poop. It was a weird way to do it, but then I thought about it, and it's probably much more sanitary than having people constantly touching our food.
Cake Girl stopped to help a customer, but I wasn't able to catch the interaction.
Another guy enters the store and grabs a cart. He's wearing jeans and a t-shirt. His shirt is tucked in and he has a belt and dress shoes on. He has one earbud in his ear, the other hanging down in front of him. At first he was quiet, so I thought he might be listening to music. But then he started talking, so I assume he was on the phone. His voice is still so soft that it's hard to hear him. He remains quiet and strolls through the area. He periodically parks the cart and walks over to get what he needs before returning. Before I can track his next move, I'm interrupted.
Loud Mouth is in the building! He's on the phone, talking about how he saw something on his staff ID. I think he may have just showered. His hair looks damp, and he's wearing basketball shorts, a t-shirt, and flip flops. He grabs a tub of potato salad and then walks down an aisle. I notice that he walks with his left foot a little pigeon toed. On the phone he's asking what kind of soda the other person wants. He stops at the butcher, who appears to be done cleaning. He places his meat order. He asks the person on the phone whether they want mineral water or club soda. It seems to be a difficult decision, as he asks a couple of times, and they start going into a fairly detailed conversation. He asks, "Do you want club soda like what you'd make a drink with?" He moves to another aisle, but I continue to listen in. They continue to talk about drinks. Then he moves again. He says things like "yeah", "got ya", etc. He seems to be understanding. His tone is also endearing, so I think it's a female he's talking to. I don't think that him and a bro would be talking this. He passes me again, and he smells of body wash, so he must've just showered. He ends up making his way to the check out counter. He sets his things down, but then quickly steps aside to grab cheese which is nearby. He remains on the phone, talking quite loudly most of the time, for the remainder of his trip.
Back towards the front of the store, 2 guys, college-aged, are picking out flowers. Both of them are very dirty. They're hands are covered in black. They walk towards the alcohol section. I wonder if they're going to get wine to go with the flowers. They end up getting a card. The section of cold beverages is across the aisle. One grabs a Rockstar energy drink, and the other gets a bottle of water. They walk back to the opposite side of the store again. They're in the drink aisle again, this time the regular one, not the refrigerated one. Then they check out, and with the swipe of a credit card they're on their way.
The butcher is sweeping the floor now.
There are two other love birds in the produce alone. As I approach, they slowly move away from one another, loosening the death grip they had on one another just a minute ago. As their arms untangle, he kisses her hand. Oh, Prince Charming! Even though they're more separated now, they are still very touchy. She pulls out her phone and is looking at something. I'm unsure as to what exactly they're looking for in the store, as they aren't moving. Prince Charming is on the phone now, and he takes a seat against the bin of pumpkins. She props herself up against the potatoes. They stay there for quite a while.
A song comes on that I know- It's a Michael Jackson song.
The love birds continue to stand in the corner of the produce. Prince Charming starts tossing something up in the air and catching it. He's at most 20 years old, maybe just 17 or 18. He has a cross shoulder man bag. He's wearing khaki cargo shorts with very unique socks. The couple starts hugging again. Then I realize that this is definitely a high school kind of love. He pops her back by lifting her off the ground. They are STILL in the same spot!
Two young girls behind me mull over cold produce. One girl points to an item (stuffed mushrooms, I think), and says "these look good". The two girls are opposites. One is wearing jeans, cowboy boots and a t-shirt. The other is wearing some type of jumper with red sperry-like shoes.
An employee who appears to be off work now, starts watching me. I walk away.
I find a new person. He's wearing a green shirt, red PJ pants. He's ginger, I can see it in his facial hair. A large chunk of his hair (long for a guys) is dyed pink. He has a blue phone in his hand. He's also wearing socks and sandals, one of the worst fashion nightmares of all time. It appears that he's not sure where he's going, because when he starts to turn down an aisle, he realizes that it's not the one he wants and just keeps walking. Finally he finds what he's looking for. He was on the hunt for sweets. After a moment of looking the shelf over, he grabs a box of Little Debbie brownies, and then moves on.
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