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Jul. 22nd, 2009 01:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
prosodicI had to run to the post office and mail off a book I sold on amazon (I forgot I even had it listed, it's been so long), and on the way, I stopped at Rite Aid to stock up on wine. Don't laugh...Rite Aid ALWAYS has a good sale on wine whenever I stop in there and they usually have a really good selection. I picked up 3 bottles: Columbia Winery Cellarmaster's Riesling and their Gewurztraminer and a Snoqualmie Chardonnay (all for under $20). I walked up to the counter and the cashier was looking at my shirt, which was partially covered by my purse strap.
"What does your shirt say?" She asked.
I forgot what I was wearing, so I looked down and almost died laughing.
I was wearing my "I AM WOMAN HEAR ME POUR" shirt (which I bought from a winery - I gave one to my Mom too). And I'm buying wine. This woman must've thought I was a total wino. I grinned a bit sheepishly at her and explained that we have a visitor coming next week, so I was stocking up. Seriously though, I don't know why I thought it was so funny. I was buying 3 bottles of wine. It wasn't that big a deal.
I am so easily amused.
But anyway...
Wine purchased, I headed off to the post office to mail out the package. I stopped to fill up the gas tank at Fred Meyer, and then I headed back home. I need to get more writing done this afternoon. Might be a bit tough at the moment, because Reece is a bit riled up and wants to play.
"What does your shirt say?" She asked.
I forgot what I was wearing, so I looked down and almost died laughing.
I was wearing my "I AM WOMAN HEAR ME POUR" shirt (which I bought from a winery - I gave one to my Mom too). And I'm buying wine. This woman must've thought I was a total wino. I grinned a bit sheepishly at her and explained that we have a visitor coming next week, so I was stocking up. Seriously though, I don't know why I thought it was so funny. I was buying 3 bottles of wine. It wasn't that big a deal.
I am so easily amused.
But anyway...
Wine purchased, I headed off to the post office to mail out the package. I stopped to fill up the gas tank at Fred Meyer, and then I headed back home. I need to get more writing done this afternoon. Might be a bit tough at the moment, because Reece is a bit riled up and wants to play.
