Sunday, March 17, 2013
First, there was a woman - probably late twenties, hair in a messy ponytail, dressed in tennis shoes, yoga pants and a college sweatshirt - maybe straight from the gym? She brought her cloth grocery bags with her and had a cart half-filled with fruits and veggies. At first, as I watched her unload all the healthy goodness, I thought, "Wow, there is nothing processed, nothing fatty, no bread, nothing sweet. I bet she makes everything fresh, no take-out nights for her! Her food looks healthy...and a little boring. She must not have any kids."
Next, there was a little old lady - hair done just so, dressed in her Sunday best - maybe straight from church? She had a mini-cart with a few odds and ends, mostly basics, such as grainy bread, butter, milk, orange juice, eggs, chicken, and a few fruits and veggies. Probably a few days worth of meals. As I watched her unload her cart, I thought, "This is a Grandma. She probably shops twice per week so nothing spoils, she most likely cooks all her own meals using recipes she's used for years, just smaller sizes now that her children are grown."
Then, there was a man - probably mid-fifties, dressed in jeans and a sweatshirt, sturdy, no frills tennis shoes, clean cut - probably thinking he will have to drag his youngest teenager out of bed when he gets home (at noon). He has a cart full of pop - one 12-pack of Pepsi, two 12-packs of Coke, one case of Diet Pepsi, and two 12-packs of Mountain Dew. That's it. I started thinking, "This man was sent to the store by his wife this morning, just after he was done reading the Sunday paper. As he read, she search the store ads and saw that pop was on sale and figured they should stock up since their older kids had depleted the stock pile while they were home for spring break from college."
Finally, as I emptied my own cart onto the conveyer belt, I began to wonder about what the lady behind me was learning about me. On went the diapers, wipes and two gallons of milk. "I guess she has baby." On went the lettuce, strawberries, kiwis and cuties. "I guess her family eats a lot of fruit!" On went the muffins, the pop tarts and the Fruit Loops. "Must be she has more children, a baby and some older kids." On went the chicken nuggets, the french fries, the mac and cheese. "I bet she has picky eaters at her house." On went the birthday cards, the jeans and the cake mix and frosting. "Someone is having a birthday!" And finally, on went the cough medicine and the cough drops. "Uh-oh, someone is sick in that household!"