I was shopping today at a Winn Dixie. For those in the Northwest, Winn Dixie is pretty similar to Winco. It is very likely that a section of the store is under construction at any given time, and guaranteed that someone is shopping in their pajamas regardless of the time of day.
Today as I was exiting the store, a woman stepped on the scale in the cart holding area. She said "I lost 10 pounds!" I said "Nice!" before actually looking at her and then realized that she was pregnant. She said back to me "NOT nice! That's bad! I'm this pregnant and lost weight!"
I nearly bit through my tongue to keep myself from pointing out the fact that the cigarette in her fingers was probably not a good way to pack on the pounds. I also wanted to punch her in the face.
Am I going to hell?
5 comments:
Sure ... but that's a good thing. Because it's where all of your friends will be. :)
You are so totally not going to hell. Wanting to punch someone in the face (especially for doing something like smoking while pregnant) and actually punching them in the face are two totally different things. Wanting to do it means you have a good heart. I like that about you.
Thanks. I feel a tiny bit better. :)
Oh my goodness!
Your initial reaction to congratulate her was just human nature.
Your secondary reaction to want to punch her in the face was totally justified.
As for Jim's comment that all your friends will be in hell...
See you there, Jim. Bring beers.
Um, that's every store in Indy. Wal-Mart, Nordstrom, Macy's, The Gap. You name it, someone's in their jammies.
Oh, and quit smoking pregnant lady. There's enough screwups in the world.
And no. Neither of us are going to hell.
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