My Best Trip to King Soopers Ever...
For those who don’t know, King Soopers is the local grocery store in Colorado, a lot like Fry’s or Jewel-Osco, or whatever. Anyways, let’s set a scene it’s 10:45pm and I, along with my boyfriend, decide we want something sweet before Always Sunny at 11. We go to King Soopers, grab a pumpkin cheesecake (so not we intended, I just wanted A cookie), and as we’re at the self check out this lady comes up to me and she is apparently rolling something fierce. She asks me for directions, nay, he asks me where the fuck she is. As she’s trying to explain to me how fucking high and lost she is she tells me several things these are the highlights:
1. I have a very demure nose, and my nose ring looks excellent.
2. She was impressed I knew what the word demure meant, and that I am literate.
3. She told me I was a cat as far as Chinese astrological signs go, she could tell that about me because she is a really good judge of character…clearly.
4. She told me that my boyfriend was a keeper because he was secure enough to go shopping in pajama pants (which he did, didn’t make me so proud) and that he was willing to come to King Soopers late and night to please my requests. She also said she insisted on “marriage 2000,” whatever that means.
This lady was also with a SHADY ass Mexican, and she said she was talking to me because I “look really good at knowing cross streets” and where I am.
Everything about this was awesome.
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