After church today, I headed off to Shop-Rite to pick up a loaf of bread. Earlier, I decided that my lunch was to consist of an Amy’s Kitchen Sonoma veggie burger on bread with spinach and ketchup. Upon arriving home from church, I pulled out the veggie burger, the organic ketchup, and the baby spinach from the fridge. Of course, I lacked the bread.
So there I was earlier this afternoon, walking through Shop-Rite in New Milford, carrying a loaf of store-baked whole wheat organic Italian bread that was on sale for a buck. And then I ran into a mother and her son arguing over cereal. The young man I guess was about 10 years old, wanted a box of Honey Nut Cheerios. His mother wanted the regular Cheerios. They were going back and forth. The boy said his mother never gave him anything. The mom said she gave him too much. He complained that plain Cheerios taste terrible. She said he was going to eat what she buys. And the argument went on as I walked away.
Standing on line (or as friends tell me, “in line”), a young woman came with her items and stood behind me talking on her phone. The woman said to the person on the other end that she was picking up pork chops for dinner. After a few seconds, her snarky response to whatever the person on the other end of the phone told her was, “I don’t care if you don’t eat pork chops. Go home to your mommy for dinner then.”
Finally after checking out, I was walking back to my car when I ran into a man and woman arguing over why the guy didn’t wear his coat. She told him that if he got sick, she didn’t care if he was running a fever tomorrow, he was going to work. He told her not to get overly dramatic. She told him to “mark” her words, to which she received a pleasant response of, “will you just shut up.”
Even on a Sunday, people forget good manners and behavior.