Entertaining day. Was on an excursion to set up Kathleen’s (old roommate’s) new kitchen for her cooking classes and at the Oriental grocery store, they really need to label shit in English.
So, a lot of stuff is seriously labeled just by country. Like, people eat this is India only, this In Korea only, (fake) seaweed in the Japanese aisle ONLY. It was so weird. So, I wanted to go to the end of an aisle to get palm sugar (kind of like sugar, just taste like coconut). Guess what goes right past the sugar section?
PORN! Oh, shit, and really graphic. I just left, couldn’t even believe they let some person just watch it there when there were little kids walking around. Hey, look to your left, you’ll see tits! Magical!
So, got my fucking sugar (apparently literally). Keep in mind this was a Saturday my time. In the suburbs. And noo one can drive a car, much less drive shopping carts. I’m literally standing in the middle of it WITHOUT EVEN A CART and no one will just let me through! It was the most retarded thing ever! Like, I know you jackasses speak English! Don’t play that card with me!
And that is how I started screaming and pushing people over to let me the fuck through. I just wanted to get home, I was already going to have to pay for the damn groceries.
Oh, and paying was a trip. This little bagboy probably my age or a little bit above was just right next to me, and I was telling Kathleen about how the Japanese teacher at our school always says stuff to me in Japanese that I can’t understand, and the students keep giggling, so she must be saying something shitty about me, and this dumbass bagboy just comes right out-
“She’s telling you that you beautiful.” Bitch, I just spent $120 on groceries that I will not get my money back on, I better look damn fine.
And then finally, I have to go with Kathleen’s stupid boyfriend (she doesn’t even like him either), to pick up my sister from gymnastics. I’d almost been about to slap him all day, but I almost got out of the car and walked home. He has this just wicked Asperger’s, and like that really Sheldon Cooper-dickhead Asperger’s, and I couldn’t handle it. See, I have this impairment ever since my last chemo where I can’t tell direction mentally, I can’t even get left/right straight, and that just did not sit with him. See, because he’s known that because Kathleen’s mentioned it but he was still rude about it the entire car ride! It’s not something I can help, you shit face!