Grocery Trip Story of the Week

When I went to the grocery store today, I had Keri Lynn and Kathleen with me. We had just finished finding the perfect black pair of pants for Keri Lynn's upcoming choir tour over at Target and then we stopped by the grocery store.

We got in line with a emergency supply (2-3 days of groceries) and Keri Lynn and Kathleen started unloading the everything onto the conveyor belt. I hadn't taken much notice that our cashier was a young man, until he started asking Keri Lynn and Kathleen how they were doing. Were they enjoying the beautiful day? Did we find everything we needed? All attentive and sweet and, well, there's no other way to describe it, flirty.

Never have I received such great service at the grocery store. And somehow, I don't think any of it had anything to do with me or even with Kathleen (as cute as she is.) It might have had a little to do with the tall 16-year-old blond next to me. Just maybe.

He made some kind of comment about how something rang up a lot less than it was supposed to and, if he could, he'd give it to us for that price or he would lose his job. I said, "You mean you're not just here for your looks?" And that led into a hilarious conversation about looks vs. smarts. Then, when I paid, I ran out of money and borrowed some from Keri Lynn, but not before asking, "If we smile, do we have to pay the rest?" And he said that he wished he could but (again) he would get fired, and he'd probably have a bad dream about running out of money, did that make us feel better? And all the while, I'm watching Keri Lynn beside me just as cool as a cucumber while this guy is essentially salivating all over the conveyor belt.

I then noticed that the other young man at the end of the conveyor belt who often bags my groceries was not even looking me in the eye like he usually does. He's usually a friendly sort, sweet, helpful. Not today. He was looking down at the bags and filling them up just as busy as can be, too scared to even look at the blond next to me. It was all I could do not to fall down in a fit of giggles right there on the floor.

However, I held back and let it all out in the car. I can't wait to go back to the grocery store again and see what kind of GREAT service I get for being the mother of the blond.