growing up mom would take me grocery shopping. we would leave at noon and not return until 6 or 7 in the evening.
to this day I fucking hate grocery stores.
I’ve seen enough bread, cereal, milk, eggs, and fuckin potatoes to last five lifetimes.
I can still, 25 years later, draw out the floorplan of every grocery store in a 20 mile radius of my hometown. I can even tell you where the fucking pickles are and tell you what shelf they were on.
half the stores went out of business. what the hell am I supposed to do with all this trauma? it’s not like it can help me, nor can they hurt me.
growing up mom would take me grocery shopping. we would leave at noon and not return until 6 or 7 in the evening.
to this day I fucking hate grocery stores.
I’ve seen enough bread, cereal, milk, eggs, and fuckin potatoes to last five lifetimes.
I can still, 25 years later, draw out the floorplan of every grocery store in a 20 mile radius of my hometown. I can even tell you where the fucking pickles are and tell you what shelf they were on.
half the stores went out of business. what the hell am I supposed to do with all this trauma? it’s not like it can help me, nor can they hurt me.
make it end!
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People.ask me “Why do you wear nothing but Vans and Dickies?”
Because I know their cuts and sizing and I can order the right thing first time every time online.