So last Friday Trinity, Tiara and I needed to make a Trader Joe’s run before the weekend and we witnessed something very odd and funny during our excursion. Of course, we are quite the distraction ourselves to all the other shoppers as Trinity pushed Tiara around in her wheelchair, who was listening to her Ipod and singing at the top of her lungs, like always.
As another mother recently told me while she witnessed my shopping habits, ” You are a machine! I so need to learn how to do that.” I normally push Tiara myself in her chair and then pull the shopping cart behind me with the other hand. I literally go down every aisle and just chuck stuff into the cart. I buy the same stuff every week, so I never stop to read a label or browse other products. I am in and out within 25 minutes maximum. On Friday, I had Trinity with me, so you may think it was more helpful but just the opposite. She kept pushing TT into other people’s carts and parking her in the middle of the aisle. Anyway by the time we got to the check out, every lane was busy, and since I have the worst lane karma ever, I just picked the closet one. I have learned never to try and change and find a faster lane because it always comes back to haunt me.
As I was waiting, changing the iPod and trying to talk to Trinity all at the same time, I notice the employee was moving kinda slow in checking out the lady’s groceries in front of us. I then look at her shopping cart and saw something moving in the bottom of it. What? Does she have a baby in there? I was perplexed because the women was in her late 50’s, was wearing dark sunglasses inside the store and some weird workout outfit with clogs. Sorry, I am being petty right now, but she had some serious bad energy and kept glaring at me. I moved my head to the side to look at her cart closer and she glared at me again. Whoa!
It was at that moment I realized she had a dog in her cart! The employee was having to grab the items around the dog and then scan them. No wonder he was being cautious. She then picked up the dog and held him in her arms. You are probably imaging I am going to tell you the dog was a cute fluffy white thing or a dressed up Chihuahua. Nope, the dog was a mangy old mutt that looked like he might not have bladder control. Yes once again I am being rude, but this dog looked dirty and was riding around the market illegally. He was also fairly large. His butt was practically touching the credit card scanner as she held him in her arms. Believe I have nothing against old, mixed breed, or crippled dogs, but this was crazy. At least give your dog a bath lady if you are going to bring him every where you go.
This women was not only breaking the law, but she had the audacity to be a bitch, too. I mean at least if you are going to bring your dog into the market, be nice to everyone. She kept questioning the checker asking if he got everything and dictating how the other guy should pack her groceries. She never said thank you to either employee and just stomped out with her clogs and dirty dog in her arms.
Once it was my turn, of course I had to comment to checker, how funny it was. He then proceeded to tell me. “Her dog had eaten half a turkey sandwich in the cart and she handed him the wrapper with the half eaten sandwich to scan. Ugh…” The checker in the next lane, Vicky is a really great lady and I always talk to her when I am there. She jumped in on the conversation and said. ” I was going to say something about the dog, but then I looked at that women and said, “I am so not going there.!”
Oh well, by the time I finished packing up my own groceries I had 3 employees laughing about the rude lady with the dirty dog in her cart. Of course the whole drive home I had to contemplate what possessed her to take her dog into Trader Joe’s? I can never let anything go.
- Was she afraid she would be attacked while shopping and he was her protection?
- Is she so insecure she can’t go anywhere alone, so she takes her dog with her and then glares at everyone so they are afraid to reprimand her?
- Maybe the dog liked to pick out its own food?
Ok, I have gotten totally ridiculous, sorry.
Have a wonderful day!!!