My only problem with the hippie grocery store (which shares a parking lot with a movie theater and so the only time you have trouble finding parking is after 6pm on Friday or 3 pm Saturday) is that I somehow manage to go on hostile lesbian day every single goddamn time. Getting nudged by someone's environmentally conscious recycled steel cart as they are trying to get to the organic kasha gets old fast.
I have a much more enjoyable time shopping amongst the land of conspicuous consumers. At least they seem to pay more attention to their driving, in the store and in the parking lot. There aren't as many SUVs being piloted by ninnies on cellphones in the lot at the Acme.
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