This is the Kroger’s I visit every day.
I have found nothing but nice (Yes, BLACK) people there, helping me.
This happened Sunday.
I cannot even imagine.
Not at MY Kroger’s.
I am saddened.
Spike Lee is a hero of mine: He gives good movie and ya just gotta love Samuel L. Jackson… Just saying
There needs to be some space.
There are NO, None, Nada, Zero shopping carts available when you walk into Kroger’s.
But, since I am a ‘New’ Man, full of patience (and some remorse), I took a deep breath and decided that it is all good. I really did not need to be in a hurry. Hell! What a wonderful opportunity to ‘People Watch’
So I ‘patiently’ waited for a cart, then went on ‘bout my business, even exchanging smiles and conversation with some of my fellow Kroger-ites. Then I went even further: I had a CONVERSATION with the Check-Out Lady (Whom I discovered was from Ukraine.) Could have talked to her for hours. What a wonderfully articulate Lady she was. (and pretty too) But, alas there were people behind me needing to check out as well…
Maybe next time.
I am speaking to those writers out there.
That is not a propitious beginning for this post.
Well, allow me to retort:
One of those days when you have so much shit colliding in your head, atom-like, trying to reach escape velocity?
This is my day.
I have (check ’em) all these wanna-be posts colliding:
1. He is an accident going somewhere to happen (just about a recent trip to Kroger’s)
2. Puddles in my beer (don’t ask)
3. Jim Morrison (Seriously do not ask)
4. Walk of Shame (again… don’t go there)
5. The kind and good and great and moral folks I live about here in East Memph (ask about this one) I love it.
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Now get on with it.
(sorry I could not make it easy; caint do the ‘poll thang’ you will just be forced to ‘comment’.)
But Hey! how hard is that?