Okay, yes, I'm back and it hasn't been a week. Go ahead and laugh.
A little preface to this post, The Hubby and I are people watchers. Some people watch birds, some are all about whales, we stick close to home and watch people. And comment on them. A lot. Our favorite hunting ground is the grocery store. I seriously think you can learn a lot about people by seeing what's in their cart. For example, I'm about able to, 85% of the time, pick out families on WIC because of what is in their cart. It's not hard, if it's full of eggs, milk, cheese, and juice you've probably got a WICer.
So I had to blog about this. Even though it is probably rude and lowbrow of me. Because The Hubby and I could not stop staring.
We went grocery shopping tonight to pick up a few staples and fresh food. The guy in front of us in line bought these items:
Ice cream Drumsticks
Three Tortino's Pizzas
Those little Hot-Pocket snack-things filled with pizza filling
A 24 pack of Mountain Dew
A 24-oz bottle of Mountain Dew
BBQ Beef Hot Pockets
A large package of cheese sticks
A brick of cheese
Two or three other packets of cheese
A loaf of french bread
Pork sausage wrapped in pancakes ON A STICK
Microwavable monkey bread
I mean, holy cow! I'm sorry if this doesn't seem crazy to you guys, but all this man is living on is pop, ice cream, meat, cheese, and white flour. And a lot of fat. And I think it was doubly sad because this is what we bought:
Three types of whole wheat pasta
Bulk garlic powder
Brick of tofu
Toasted sesame oil
Whole wheat bread
I'm not trying to have a holier-than-thou attitude about my food. It was just a bit funny to see his purchases and our purchases side by side on the conveyor belt. And, seriously, we just couldn't stop staring. Could not!
Okay, got that off my chest. You'll probably be hearing from me soon.