Or… Pinned Down About Peas
By Jeff Salter
Grocery stores are on most of our minds these days — with CoVid-19 creating shortages… and the shopping experience drastically altered by how many customers can enter, how far apart they must stay, and whether they’re masked.
Here’s a true-life experience of my own, though somewhat out-of-season… since it occurred on Nov. 22, 2017 (the day before Thanksgiving that year).
Of my TWO grocery runs today (Wednesday), this was the SECOND.
Having heard dire warnings about the crowds at both Kroger North and Kroger South, I waited until 7:50 p.m. before striking out for the north store.
Arrived around 8:00 and had no difficulty finding a parking spot.
So far, so good.
Entered the outer doors but there was a line to get through the inner doors.
Hmm. Hadn’t figured on waiting in line to get inside.
Beside me was a young woman.
Two other females were at the front of this queue — talking to each other, rather tersely. Something was bothering one (or both) and it had to do with green peas.
Person A was trying to find out if Person B was bringing the dish with green peas… and Person B was pitching a fit about being pinned down about her peas.
In the meantime, other people had come in behind me — a couple to my left, and someone to my right.
So our queue had now accumulated eight or more people… and we were still in that space between the outer doors and the inner doors.
After a moment of standing there, waiting, I observed – loud enough for everyone to hear – “Why, in the rush to shop for Thanksgiving, did Kroger decide to lock us out?”
The young woman beside me responded, “Oh, the doors aren’t locked. Those two are just arguing about the dinner.”
That clued me in — Person B was the grandmother, Person A was the mom, and the lady next to me was the daughter.
All this time, “A” and “B” were so absorbed in their argument about who was making the dish with green peas that they were oblivious to the crowd behind them which were totally blocked entry by the positions of their two shopping carts.
I guess if I hadn’t spoken, we’d still be standing there waiting to get in.
It still took a moment for the two (so intently bickering) to “notice” they were holding up fellow citizens and they finally – albeit slowly – eased inside the store.
As I maneuvered around them, they were still arguing about the dinner plans. Person A‘s chief contention was that she had to know what Person B was bringing. Person B either didn’t want to get stuck with the green peas again… or it was her traditional specialty and she refused to allow anyone else to bring it.
I wish I’d taken names of witnesses so I could later check on how successful this family dinner was.
I’ll bet there will be lots of leftover peas.
Have you ever witnessed anyone so stressed about their dish for a big dinner… that they’re unaware they’re blocking the entrance to a grocery store?
[JLS # 488]