The resort town I live in has a gourmet deli/grocery that opens at o'dawn thirty. It is THE place to stock up on groceries for your week in paradise, and the only grocery within walking or biking distance. Upon arrival in this lovely beach town of million dollar homes, folks make this their first stop to buy wine, cheese, and olives to be set out at "happy hour," which begins promptly on their balconies at four o'clock, even though they've been secretly sipping wine or whiskey all day. This exchange was observed by a girlfriend at 6am:
Man approaches checkout with small basket of items. Basket contains only:
1. box of super size tampons
2. 3 pack of condoms, lubricated and ribbed
3. giant bottle of Astroglide lube
Payment occurs in silence, after which he inquires, panicked, "Can you tell me where the nearest liquor store is?"
Get your vacation on, buddy.
Thursday, December 6, 2007
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