Considering the experiences people report while shopping, I was reminded of
a funny (sort of) experience I had a few weeks ago. I'm sure that others
must have amusing/strange/horrific experience to share.

It was about 10 pm, and I was picking up a few things at the local Meijer
store. I generally use the self-checkout lane, but they were closed. I
eyed several check-out lanes, and chose one. After evaluating the
situation, I changed my mind and move to an adjacent lane.

The lane I left had a couple of people and a child with a cart full of
stuff. The older woman was a dead ringer for "Rose" on the BBC series
"Keeping up Appearance." For the unfamiliar, "Rose" is mature, slender
woman with very large hair who wears age inappropriate clothing (tube tops,
mini skirts, spike heels, fishnet hose) and looks like she has lived a hard
life. The younger woman looked to be about 17. There was a child who was
about 4.

When I got to the cashier, she started to ring-up my purchases. All of
sudden I heard a lot of commotion from the next isle that I had left, but I
couldn't see what was going on because a rack of tabloids and candy bars
blocked my view. Suddenly I heard the older woman yelling "OH Christ -- NO
NO, God Damn it, Holy Shit.... Move, Move ... What in HELL are you doing
.....

I was about to hit the floor thinking that someone had pulled a gun. It
turns out that the child, who had been eating a bag of candy while sitting
in the child seat of the cart was stricken with an spontaneous case of
projectile vomiting. The poor kid, who was way underdressed for the weather
and who should have been in bed hours ago, had showered the cart, the candy
rack, the conveyer, her relatives, and herself with vomit.

After getting over the initial shock and disgust, I realized how lucky I was
to have listened to the little voice that told me to pick another line. I
laughed all the way home.

> wrote in message
...
> snip..
> >
> >I was about to hit the floor thinking that someone had pulled a gun. It
> >turns out that the child, who had been eating a bag of candy while
sitting
> >in the child seat of the cart was stricken with an spontaneous case of
> >projectile vomiting. The poor kid, who was way underdressed for the
weather
> >and who should have been in bed hours ago, had showered the cart, the
candy
> >rack, the conveyer, her relatives, and herself with vomit.
> >
> >After getting over the initial shock and disgust, I realized how lucky I
was
> >to have listened to the little voice that told me to pick another line.
I
> >laughed all the way home.
> >
> I can almost beat this story....when I was about 8 years old I picked
> up a nasty sliver in the side of my right thumb, of course it became
> badly infected and I knew how much it would hurt when Mom found out
> and tried to squeeze it out so I hid it from her. I was successful for
> a few days and this thumb got really really nasty.
>
> So, we go grocery shopping after dinner one evening, we get in the
> checkout line, I move ahead of her to start putting the grocerys on
> the conveyor and as I reach for the first item she spies my grossly
> swollen thumb. Without saying a word she grabs my hand gives the poor
> thumb a massive squeeze, huge gobs of yellow pus all over the conveyor
> and the poor ******* in front of us. All I remeber after that was the
> pain.

It makes you wonder just how unsanitary those grocery carts are.

On Fri, 21 Jan 2005 01:06:57 GMT, "Vox Humana" > wrote:

>It makes you wonder just how unsanitary those grocery carts are.

There's a store in town that offers sanitary wipes at the door, for people
who don't want to pick up crud from previous users, and to put on the
handle if they've got kids who put everything in their mouths. I think
that's a nice touch.

Carol
--
"Years ago my mother used to say to me... She'd say,
'In this world Elwood, you must be oh-so smart or oh-so pleasant.'
Well, for years I was smart.... I recommend pleasant. You may quote me."

*James Stewart* in the 1950 movie, _Harvey_