You Can't Cure Stupid

Let me just tell you about my day.

It started out pretty good. DD got up early, but that was okay. I spent some time writing in my paper journal; then I took a shower. I still had to go shopping for a baby gift before that baby shower this afternoon. So DD & I got ready and went uptown to get the stuff for the gift. (I bought a blanket, some socks, a rattle, spoons, and a plastic wipeable bib.)

Then we went to the grocery store. I live in a small town, where the bag boys at the grocery store will still load your groceries into your car for you, IF you choose that option. I have shopped there for over 9 years without any problems. I usually end up shopping there once or twice a week. I carry my bags out if I don't have very many groceries, but today, I had quite a few, so I opted to drive up to the door and have them load my car.

It took all of two minutes to get in my car and drive back to the door. In that two minutes, they LOADED SOMEONE ELSE'S CAR WITH MY SIXTY DOLLARS WORTH OF GROCERIES.

IN TWO MINUTES.

I was spitting mad. Sure, mistakes happen, and I really don't blame the bag boy. I blame the dumbass in the SUV WHO PROBABLY DIDN'T EVEN GET OUT OF HER F'ING CAR TO CHECK AND MAKE SURE HER GROCERIES WERE GETTING PUT INTO HER CAR.

I was so angry that I couldn't see straight. DD & I had planned on going home and FIXING LUNCH with some of the groceries we had purchased. They were going to go round up all the groceries for me--again.

But that would have been pointless because I had already taken the last four loaves of sale bread off the shelf, and the last bit of pepper jack cheese they had available. So I told them to refund my money. It took about ten minutes for the cashier to refund my entire list.

We left, and I was still quite angry. So angry that when I came home, I had a breakdown. Thankfully, DH came home soon after and took my receipt back to the store and had them get all my stuff for me. However, they had to give us a raincheck for the sale bread because those were the last couple of loaves, and they gave me a $10 gift certificate for a future purchase because of the mistake.

I was like WTF? Apparently, this happens quite often at that store.

Guess what lesson I learned?

--Load my own groceries next time.

Hope that dumb bitch likes my orange juice, bananas, pepper jack cheese, and raisins.

Gawd, people are so f'ing stupid--especially around here.