I went to the grocery store today. I went early specifically to miss some of the crowds.
I've mentioned before that they are rearranging the entire store. And it has forty-nine acres of floor space. And it makes my knees hurt. And there are obstacles for restocking everywhere. And rude people.
And their chip card readers are lame. So when I finally was in line, the person in front of me couldn't check out. And before I started screaming at the top of my lungs, I walked away. I left my basket in line and walked away. Out the door. And came home.
I came home and barked at the dog for barking at the deer. He is now pissed off and ignoring me.
And I turned on the television, and it irritated me too. So I decided to turn on Netflix and and watch the first thing that comes up.
And so I have become acquainted with Grace & Frankie...and after pausing it to take a call from my bff and unloading my belief that grocery stores practice age discrimination by being SO big and SO overwhelming and just not caring about anything but their bottom line...I then un-paused just in time to see Grace lose her shit...in a grocery store.
For that alone I am now a huge fan.