Okay. So here I am again. Been a while since I've posted much on Susan's, especially since I've pretty much 'gotten on with life'. But yup. Here I am again. No surprise, even to me that it's iin the PMS zone.
Well, you see, Marcy and I had his perfect day....kind of jam-packed with things to do, errands, etc.
So. I'm in the grocery line, just being me. Chit chat with the other women. Nice warm smiles. good feelings. Marcy was off somewhere else, and the pretty cashier has a nice time exchanging pleasantries, when she says "I'm sorry what that guy said. I hate ignorant people". She said this loud enough for the man to hear. I can tell she is really pissed. Whatever was said, I didn't hear.
"What guy?", I ask.
She glowered, and said, "The one behind me."
I look, and there are maybe 3 different guys, in the next checkout, and none are looking our way.
I shrugged, like it's no big deal. The people there know we're partners, and we shop there all the time. So, I just ignored it, and went about my business. Except it followed me. It followed me all the way home. What exactly did that ignorant guy say? Why should I care. I told Marcy that anyone who wants to say something ugly about us, or me, should say it to me, and own up to it. So, anyway, why should I care.
Why do I care?
Bev
