I did a little shopping in Whole Foods yesterday. It was one of those days.
I saw a couple of food bars on a lower shelf that looked interesting, so I squatted down so I could be out of the way while I read the ingredients and made my choices.
Right about then, a woman with a shopping cart pulled up beside me, about 2 feet away. She stepped away from her cart, leaving her 3 year old son staring at me.
“What’re you doing?” the tike asked me.
“Just looking for food to buy,” I answered politely.
“Mom,” the little darling yelled in a very loud voice, “this lady is bothering me!”
Later, at the checkout:
“Boy, I cannot believe I still have to have my heater on in my house!” I said to the cashier, making conversation.
“Maybe you should move,” she replied firmly after noting that I was wearing a winter coat.
“Well,” I said hesitantly, “my house does have a tendency to be cold.”
“No,” the helpful cashier corrected me, “I meant you should leave the state.”
Like I said, it was one of those days.