Shopping in Marshall is always such a joyful experience. So I'm at the Felpausch (yeah, I don't know how to say it either and I go there all the time). I needed to pick up some soup for my world famous chicken 'n slop. And so I'm looking in the aisle that says "Soup" right above it, but it's not there. But what I do notice is that there is relish and then mustard and then alarm clocks and then ketchup. Because if I needed a new alarm clock, I would look right between the mustard and the ketchup, in the aisle labeled Soup. Wouldn't you?

And btw, I was behind someone paying by check. She managed to get through the check writing process OK, but it all went awry when she realized that the cashier had put all her stuff in plastic instead of paper. So she made him re-bag it all. Now had she not been writing a check, she would have known he was mis-bagging. It all goes to the evils of check writing. Should be outlawed.

Posted by blueostrich at 8:11 PM
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