usually grocery shopping is an enjoyable experience for me.
i love buying ingredients and coming up with an amazing end result.
yesterday was not one of those days.
i was determined to roast a chicken. i had a recipe i just had to try.
the cooking time wasn’t that long…
so i picked up all the veggies and spices i required for this recipe…
getting more excited by the minute.
that alone took me a good half hour.
the last thing i needed was the chicken…so off to the poultry section i went.
the recipe calls for a 3 pound chicken.
all the chickens there were about 6- 7 pounds.
not a big deal right? just double the ingredients and cooking time.
well…i don’t know about you, but i do not have 3.5 hours to waste on cooking during a weekday.
hell i barely have that time on a weekend!
so i had to go put back every single ingredient and spice i had picked up and start fresh.
what the hell was i gonna make now? i had no back up plan.
i debated buying a big ass tub of ben and jerrys… but didn’t
i figured it out quickly and ran around the grocery store and grabbed everything i needed.
as i was running through the aisles like a mad woman i noticed coke zero on sale…but you had to buy 2 cases.
i’m just little so i knew i would struggle carrying all that but helllloooo…it was a sale, and i am a coke zero addict.
i ran up to pay….and put all my items on the belt…and noticed that i accidentally picked up chicken noodle soup instead of cream of chicken.
all the items went back in my basket, one case of pop under one arm, the other in my hand…and an over flowing basket in the other.
i ran back and i got the right soup…and went running to the check out…
and as i was running oh so gracefully…the case of coke zero ripped open. it was like a slow motion movie.
my legs did some funky move…as my knee came up to try and stop the cans from falling out…
i saved the day…however i am pretty sure i pulled a muscle or 12…and entertained my fellow shoppers.
drama over, i went home. i cracked open a beer (leftover from Friday) and calmed down for a moment.
i didn’t want to cook my dinner with hate and resentment ya know.
dinner turned out to be crazy yummy…so in the end…it was all worth it.
i rushed and got dressed and headed to the mall. i had to return a phone i purchased on Saturday…cause i didn’t like it. it wasn’t working for me. the guy said i had 14 days to exchange it…so off i went.
did i mention i am pms’d?
i think that would be important to know…so you can grasp my mood.
i gave the phone to the sales guy, explained my issue – no problem – all was well – he went off to get the phone i wanted.
then he asked if i used over 30 min on the phone. i said i have no idea
then he gets on the phone to call my cellular provider to find out how many minutes i used…which i thought was weird.
anyways..dood comes back and says “here’s the problem”
because i signed up between billing periods, he won’t be able to tell me how many minutes i used for at least 3 days. so he cannot give me a different phone AND i can’t use my phone for 3 days, until i find out how many minutes i’ve used.
i guess what they failed to mention to me when i purchased the phone was if you go over 30 minutes you are no longer entitled to an exchange.
i later learned it was only because the company that sold me the phone would have to incur the charge.
not my problem.
i returned my phone within my 14 day time frame…and would like another phone please and thanks.
he said no.
umm…i don’t think so.
so i got on the phone with my cellular provider…ya know…cause i have that sort of time and the need to be that irritated.
i did mention i was pms’d right?
i got transferred 3 times. 3rd times a charm. this gentleman totally fought for my right to paartayyy…i mean he told me that this company was LYING and they could not deny me a new phone.
2 hours later…i got the phone i wanted. it wasn’t the sales dood’s fault..but he wasn’t being helpful.
i did my best to seem pleasant and lovely…all the while seething and giving off way more attitude than i intended.
he gave me my phone…i retracted my cat claws and off i went.
did i mention this store was right across from Laura Secord…and a few stores down from Cinnabons???
did i mention i am pms’d?
i escaped the mall and went home to pick up the pup and take her to the park.
she needed to burn off energy and i needed puppy love.
she was having a ball…and i was being eaten alive by mosquitoes.
damn ankle biters
when i started smacking my head and doing my mosquito dance…i knew it was time to go home. i didn’t want to embarrass the pup in front of her friends you know.
i felt creepy crawlers all over my skin for the whole drive home.
did i mention i pass a Dairy Queen on my way home?
Did i mention i stopped at McDonald’s and only got an iced coffee?
no cone, no apple pie…no McFlurry?
just an iced coffee.
do you know how hard that is for a pissed off hormonal woman??????
by the time i got home and settled it was almost 10
stayed up a while to unwind and took the puppy for a late night pee
and then collapsed.
my alarm didn’t go off this morning – or i slept right through it..or i beat the crap out of it in my sleep
so i was late
if someone offers me a chocolate bar…i may just eat it.