I usually don't shop at the supermarket on Saturday evenings; in fact, I don't think I've ever, since the late '80s, when out goofing with friends. Tonight, though, stopped off on my way home from working overtime...
The crowd was different. Usually I go on Sunday mid-mornings, when there have been hosts of families and middle-aged women.
This time, Saturday eve, there were a vast number of clearly single people, mainly 30-something bearded (being Austin) guys.
I'm usually an uptight bitch wherever I go (this take on me mainly according to others), but this evening, I felt cool and relaxed, having just gotten off work, where I'd accomplished a lot...
Springlike in Austin, 70-ish, obviously people feeling their oats.
I guess I was putting off a good vibe, because I got picked up on a couple of times! The first among the frozen vegetables: I was standing there trying to pick out the best kind of frozen corn when a guy suddenly recommended the "Tuscan Broccoli." He said he didn't usually like broccoli, but he liked THIS broccoli!
Me (sneaking a look at him: 30-ish, trendily bearded, cute): "What makes broccoli TUSCAN?"
We both examined the package together: Turned out the answer was "parmesan cheese" and "peppers."
That's just cute. Thank you, cute bearded young man.
A few minutes later, I was on the frozen dinner aisle when a woman about my age approached me: "What generic dinner do you recommend?" (!!!!)
I was puzzled by this. Apparently she'd just seen a generic cheese-enchilada dinner that I'd just placed in my cart, but I couldn't recommend it because this was the first time I'd ever bought it. I felt pressed to recommend other frozen dinners, none of which I saw her put in her cart.
But thank you for asking.