I just had the most amazing conversation at the grocery store. As you know and are likely sick of hearing, I’m particular about milk and was drinking a certain kind which is no longer available so then I was at sea, milk wise, but now I’ve become a fan of a particular kind of Almond Milk. It’s the unsweetened Vanilla Almond Milk from Blue Diamond in the refrigerated carton.
delightful
Blue Diamond also makes the product in shelf-stable containers but the refrigerated tastes better thanks to the addition of calcium carbonate which is chalk. Apparently I like chalk in my fake milk.
good but needs chalk
Anyway, I’m at the store and the guy who works there, the one who often inquires how I’m feeling leading me to wonder if I look sickly, is stocking stuff near the milk. I pick up a carton and tell him I’m feeling fine and then decide that I may as well indicate my love of this milk so they’ll keep it in stock. “I’m a fan of this milk!” I announce.
“Shhhh,” he says.
“I know!” I say, having no idea what he’s talking about.
“You know how you get, boo,” he responds.
“Yeah. Don’t want to jinx it!” I say, taking a stab.
I’m reminded of the time I took a ballet class which was far too advanced for me and everyone was doing the routine one by one across the floor and then it was my turn and I had no idea how it went so I just kind of flailed across the room and added my own little flourishes in time with the music, hoping my interpretation of the moves might somehow link up with the actual moves by sheer force of will.
Of course they did not.
Back to the milk conversation.
I kind of love that anyone is calling me “boo” and professes to know how I get! I don’t even know how I get or what exactly I’m getting a certain way about, but I’m flattered nonetheless.
He wants you. Bad.
Stalkers are Creepier irl
Stalkers are creepier irl boo
Well I used to call you Miss Boo “ya” kinda similar…do you get? GET? c'mon get!?!?!?!?
Dude, I want to try that Almond Milk stuff….totally forgot to look for it at the store! Is it healthy for you? I'm a health nut….although I did over drink and eat last night….oh never mind, I'll eat and drink anything.
He wants you. Bad.
Has anyone, anywhere, at anytime ever called you “Boo” before? That's seems so odd on so many levels. Maybe it's a post-Halloween thing.
Stalkers are Creepier irl
Stalkers are creepier irl boo
Well I used to call you Miss Boo “ya” kinda similar…do you get? GET? c’mon get!?!?!?!?
Dude, I want to try that Almond Milk stuff….totally forgot to look for it at the store! Is it healthy for you? I’m a health nut….although I did over drink and eat last night….oh never mind, I’ll eat and drink anything.
Has anyone, anywhere, at anytime ever called you “Boo” before? That’s seems so odd on so many levels. Maybe it’s a post-Halloween thing.
Haha. That guy is comedy!
Do you think the guy at the grocery store makes more money than you, Alison? Would you prefer to date a guy that makes more money than you or less than you? OR… would you date an unemployed guy who is educated, and has nice shoes?
Haha. That guy is comedy!
Just out of curiosity what kind of shoes do you wear Boink?
Hmm. Let me see if I've got this. So in your neighborhood, you're considered this crazy milk lady who talks loudly in the dairy aisle, and the guy tries to calmly shush you in the hope that you won't freak out again and cause a scene? I want to be a crazy customer too. I need a product to obsess over. Maybe something in the deli section, like macaroni salad.
Trapp….I was that crazy customer about 1 year ago….I totally had this obsession with Diet Doctor Pepper “Berries and Cream” flavor….I would literally walk into the store and by 7 cases at a time…..then I noticed the supplies started to dwindle….this causes angst for me….then I noticed a slow transition to make small talk with the stock clerks about supplies and shipment times….then my drink disappeared from the shelf all together. “A commodity item” they explained….I was devastated!
Then one day, I chained myself to the front door of the store in protest….now sadly, I write to you from this padded room.
I'm drawing a blank for a good example, but I've experienced this too, where a place is either always out of something, or discontinues it. Being perceived as crazy is just one of my dreams. I live on a relatively busy street, and some days I'm dying to set up a lawn chair by the sidewalk, and start talking to myself whenever people walk by.
Do you think the guy at the grocery store makes more money than you, Alison? Would you prefer to date a guy that makes more money than you or less than you? OR… would you date an unemployed guy who is educated, and has nice shoes?
Just out of curiosity what kind of shoes do you wear Boink?
Hmm. Let me see if I’ve got this. So in your neighborhood, you’re considered this crazy milk lady who talks loudly in the dairy aisle, and the guy tries to calmly shush you in the hope that you won’t freak out again and cause a scene? I want to be a crazy customer too. I need a product to obsess over. Maybe something in the deli section, like macaroni salad.
Trapp….I was that crazy customer about 1 year ago….I totally had this obsession with Diet Doctor Pepper “Berries and Cream” flavor….I would literally walk into the store and by 7 cases at a time…..then I noticed the supplies started to dwindle….this causes angst for me….then I noticed a slow transition to make small talk with the stock clerks about supplies and shipment times….then my drink disappeared from the shelf all together. “A commodity item” they explained….I was devastated!
Then one day, I chained myself to the front door of the store in protest….now sadly, I write to you from this padded room.
I’m drawing a blank for a good example, but I’ve experienced this too, where a place is either always out of something, or discontinues it. Being perceived as crazy is just one of my dreams. I live on a relatively busy street, and some days I’m dying to set up a lawn chair by the sidewalk, and start talking to myself whenever people walk by.
brown ones!
I freaked out when Captain Cruch changed their crunchberries from just pink to all these other colors. The other colors tasted horrible. I was so pissed that I even wrote the company, and told them they screwed up a good thing. The company wrote back, but it was just a form letter that thanked me for my feedback. I was sad.
brown ones!
I freaked out when Captain Cruch changed their crunchberries from just pink to all these other colors. The other colors tasted horrible. I was so pissed that I even wrote the company, and told them they screwed up a good thing. The company wrote back, but it was just a form letter that thanked me for my feedback. I was sad.
brown ones!
I freaked out when Captain Cruch changed their crunchberries from just pink to all these other colors. The other colors tasted horrible. I was so pissed that I even wrote the company, and told them they screwed up a good thing. The company wrote back, but it was just a form letter that thanked me for my feedback. I was sad.