I suddenly feel the need to post something. Random thoughts perhaps, or even just thoughts. Let’s see where this takes me.
I bought the wedding bands today. Couldn’t believe how much mine was, compared to Meesh’s band. I guess because mine’s “bigger” it’s gonna cost more. Who can say. The girl (or lady, or woman, whichever you prefer) at the jewelry store (ZALES) asked me where we were holding the ceremony, and I told her, “at the Huber’s Gasthaus“, thinking she would say “OH really? That’s great!” (only because that seems to be the normal response to such a question.) However, instead she said, “Hmm, no, never heard of that place. I just moved in the area so I’m not too familiar with all the places here.” Ok. Um, I know it’s polite to ask and all, but she could have just asked the date instead of where if she was gonna be so NOT excited about it. It could just be me though.
So after I break the bank getting the rings (Yes, I’m a poor programmer, feel free to send me money LOL), I figured I’d get some cash from the ATM. (btw, do they still call them MAC machines in the Tri-state (NJ, NY, PA) area? Because if I say MAC machine anywhere it seems like people don’t know what the hell I’m talking about.) So I’m standing there waiting for this kid to finish his transaction. And I say kid because I felt old looking at the “class of 2004″ t-shirt he was wearing. The boy couldn’t have been even born yet when I graduated from high school. Anyways, I was standing there waiting and he’s pushing buttons, sticking his card in and out, almost seemed like he was panicking. A few minutes later, I’m still standing there, looking around to see if there was another ATM (I almost said MAC) around the area. Nope. Nothing. A freaking mall with only ATM? (dammit, I almost said MAC again.) But finally he got off the ATM and took off. He looked surprised to see me behind him, which would make sense since you really don’t know how many people are really behind you and really, do you want to look back and see the face of a pretty pissed off person if you’ve been taking forever? I think not.
I took off after that. Now I remember why I don’t go to the mall or do any shopping anymore physically. It’s just weird out there.
Of course, that doesn’t even compare to the incredibly odd times when shopping for food at the supermarket. I remember the old saying that women kept sticking to about supermarkets. “A good place to meet single guys.” I suppose when a guy is attached, married, or involved in a relationship they no longer shop at the store. Not quite true. But that wasn’t my point. I digress. Have you seen the freakazoids in the supermarket nowadays? It make me recall actually this one incident where this lady from out of town went into the Safeway (MY Safeway mind you – the one I shop at all the time), bought a pair of scissors, (or a knife, I don’t remember) went down the way to the beauty salon and started stabbing this other woman repeatedly. Repeatedly! I’m not even sure if the woman being stabbed survived or not. Meanwhile, the woman being stabbed ran out the salon, and was calling for help. All this time, I can’t help but wonder what the people in the Beauty Salon were thinking. I guess no one really wanted to help her by, oh, I don’t know, stopping the crazy lady from stabbing her. Crazy.
Of course, that only makes me think of the one CSI:NY episode where Gary Sinise turns around and says, “They heard gunshots and went TOWARDS it? They must have been out of towners.”
