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Jun. 22nd, 2005 02:31 pm
The joy of grocery shopping in the South
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servermonkeyWhile at Publix today picking up some lunch for Rachel and I, a gallon of soy milk, and some of that new ice cream Dove has been advertising heavily I overheard two shopper talking to one another.
Both had heavy southern drawls and seemed to be going through their shopping list pretty well. Apparently, one of them had a coupon for an item. One asked the other, "Hey, when's that coupon go off?" I immediately thought I should shriek in terror at that fact that their coupon could possibly go off in an explosion of grocery savings that could very well injure me and other innocent Publix shoppers. Then I realized what the person meant to ask was when the coupon expired. Sheesh.
Publix has a little cooler of discounted frozen foods that are priced as marked, and I will take a look in it from time to time. I've never bought anything, but I look regardless. Today some signage blocked the not quite as cheap as they could be items. Well, at least I thought it was signage when in actuality it was a recent copy of Low Rider magazine with a sultry half naked blonde looking semi-seductively (that, or really bored and ready to be done with the "shoot") at me. Really, why put too many vehicles in that thing? Up the count of half-naked women so circulation increases.
Both had heavy southern drawls and seemed to be going through their shopping list pretty well. Apparently, one of them had a coupon for an item. One asked the other, "Hey, when's that coupon go off?" I immediately thought I should shriek in terror at that fact that their coupon could possibly go off in an explosion of grocery savings that could very well injure me and other innocent Publix shoppers. Then I realized what the person meant to ask was when the coupon expired. Sheesh.
Publix has a little cooler of discounted frozen foods that are priced as marked, and I will take a look in it from time to time. I've never bought anything, but I look regardless. Today some signage blocked the not quite as cheap as they could be items. Well, at least I thought it was signage when in actuality it was a recent copy of Low Rider magazine with a sultry half naked blonde looking semi-seductively (that, or really bored and ready to be done with the "shoot") at me. Really, why put too many vehicles in that thing? Up the count of half-naked women so circulation increases.
Oppsss...
I like that discount frozen section. I check in their all the time...found some great mini-quiches one day...made good appetizers for a dinner get together...
Glad to hear there was no "bomb"....dialect is a funny thing to me...all the aspects...
Up in Ohio for instance we said Pop instead of Soda...and cart instead of buggy...just odd little things from there to here!