Grocery store checkout
Unload items. Scoot cart to the end.
Bag Girl: Did you not want to use your cart?
Me: Sure. I probably need it.
BG: Then why did you push it two lanes away?
I look. Hmmmm. Somehow in a moment of ADD I really did park the cart a couple of lanes over.
I go get it.
Me: Sorry about that. Everything doesn’t always click.
BG: You wanna just take these oranges in their bag or you wanna leave them in the crate.
The oranges are called “Cuties.” I thought about mentioning they were named after me, but from BG’s earlier non-response I knew it was a risk.
Me: I’ll just keep them in the little box.
No response. Oranges placed in buggy.
BG while gripping the cart handle: You need some help to your car?
(Not actually sure if that was a question or a statement.)
Me: Uhhhhh. No thank you. I won’t get lost. I promise.
I head toward the car unsupervised!!!!