I'm Walkin', Oh Yes Indeed
Just because I’m living in a new place doesn’t mean that you won’t be regaled with awesome and hilarious(?) tales of my semi-daily walks to the grocery store: there’s one even closer to me here!
There is still snow on the ground, but luckily it’s starting to melt away, so it was easy to get to the store and load up a basket of goods, pay for it and then realize FUCK I LEFT MY DEBIT CARD ON THE BED AFTER PAYING MY CELL PHONE BILL.
So I walked back home, yelled at Stella for getting in the garbage, ate some taquitos, walked back to the store, filled up the basket with the same items all over again and happily paid for them.
End of story. Wasn’t that thrilling?
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Aside: there is a shop in the same complex that houses the grocery store that is called “Player’s Bench: The Hockey Store”. Two things:
- I didn’t even think a “hockey store” was a possible thing, that one could even exist.
- When did I move to Wisconsin?
