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!!!
Oh, the stories my brother could tell you about working at Trader Joes! He had a woman bring in a dog in a purse. He informed her only seeing eye type dogs were allowed and that she could not bring this dog into their store. She pulled out a note from her therapist saying that this little dog was her therapy dog and was supposed to accompany her wherever she went. That left him a little speechless.
He also had a customer’s colostomy bag burst open all over the floor. Not a fun day.
He can keep you entertained for hours with stories of customers from TJs! 🙂
so funny, now you have me laughing. The colostomy bag is not to be believed……
OMG, hilarious! I bet that poor ostomate had the worst day of his life, but hey that just makes it even funnier, right? I mean, what a freak, to have the audacity to try and live among polite society and have some semblance of a normal life in that disgusting condition. If anything, it’s our civic duty to laugh at his tragic misfortune. These people just shouldn’t be allowed to leave the house! eewwbuttstufflol.
I take my dog everywhere with me like you would take your kids.
Maybe she didn’t want to leave her dog in the car so it wouldn’t overheat which is also illegal and deadly. I’ve seen people bring in their children to stores that were dirty and not well behaved, but it’s not ok for me to bring my clean well behaved dog into a store?
Maybe she was having a shitty day or just found out she lost her home or a loved one. Don’t take others pepoles negativity too personally. I’m sure we’ve all not been the nicest to others on really tough days.
I agree completely! I bring my dog with me everywhere I can, she is well behaved and I agree that some children act much worse than pets.
I have to 100% agree with this
Comment, that’s what I thought when I read this too. I take my dog on walks near trader joes which is not close to my house , after our walks I go TJs and don’t feel very comfortable leaving my dog in the hot car. She sounds like maybe she doesn’t have the easiest life.
You sound like an incredibly vapid bitch. And that drivil was excruciating to read. I’m sure you are a nightmare to be around.
Could you be any more judgemental and vain yourself? By describing another person you showed your true colors. So if she was a nicer person with a full breed dog you would’ve felt differently? So glad I don’t support your blog.