Monday, February 21, 2011
The Things that Make me Laugh
During the summer of '98, Michael and I set up camp at my Nana's and Papa's house. Our intentions were to stay for the weekend. But being the type of teens that we were, we ended up staying the entire summer. I guess you could say we lived there. Ok. You could say we lived there. I didn't stay but five minutes up the street. But I didn't go home for nothing. I had all my essentials like my Nintendo 64 equipped with my one game. Mario 64. I had my one green controller and my gigantic cheat book. I had my K-Ci & Jo-Jo: Love Always CD, Janet Jackson: Velvet Rope CD, and Cleopatra: Comin atcha CD. I had my undies and toothbrush. So, I really didn't need to go home for anything. I was set for the 3 1/2 month summer vacation. My summer was slightly sucky because I had to go to summer school for six weeks. But, outside of that, life was golden.
While I was at work last night, three girls came in a quarter to Midnight (before closing). The grocery store was calm and silent. The only thing anyone could hear was the crappy music playing through the speaker system and the floor cleaning machine. As soon as they came in, the entire balance of the store was thrown off. Suddenly the store was full of life again and all I heard was loud giggling and "oh my gosh" bombs being thrown around. They walked to the aisle that the ice cream was in. They were standing in front of the glass like they were mesmerize by frozen dairy like the ice cream was gold fish swimming in a glass bowl. I'm not saying they were dumb blonds. But by the conversation they were having, a person sorta starts to wonder. Girl one: "Oh my gosh". Girl two :"Oh my gosh!" Girl three: "Oh. My. Gosh." I could not stop laughing at them. After they were done with their exciting ice cream conversation, they all walked to the end cap of that aisle that housed the Brisk Ice Tea's, Monsters, Red Bulls, exedra exedra. All I heard that time was, "Oh my gosh." and "Like" every other word. Pitiful stuff. I know. Then after they were done with the cooler they headed back to the bakery/produce area. Finally, five minutes to midnight they come into my lane giggling, talking loud, using "oh my gosh" and "like" every other word. I rang up their tiny order and they were on their way.
They were all nice girls. I really enjoyed having them stopping into my store so I could Blog about them. After they walked out the store, I looked at my Service Clerk (bagger) and said, "They did all of that for cookie dough, a mini baguette, Brisk Ice Tea, and an Arizona Ice Tea? That was unreal. They sounded like they were at a slumber party." Then I immediately thought of Dee Dee and her friends. They were all just hyper.
I think I met the real life blond versions of Dee Dee, Lee Lee, and Mee Mee. Haa!
The image posted above is a Goolge Earth snap shot of the actual house I mentioned in this blog. So many memories.