Never wear a Hawaiian shirt when you go shopping at Trader Joe's. I came up with this rule several years ago, after one too many experiences of costumers coming up to me and asking where to find the freeze-dried apples. The problem isn't so much that it's awkward for me, but I feel bad for the others who always seem so embarrassed when they're told, "Sorry, I don't work here. But I do think the Spicy Indonesian Chips are in that aisle over there." As friends will attest, I don't wear Hawaiian shirts terribly often, let alone short-sleeve shirts in general, so I have to keep reminding myself of the rule, and sometimes it slips through the cracks. Like today, when there's been a hot spell in Los Angeles. I had another errand to run nearby the Trader Joe's, so I figured I'm put both together. Fortunately, as I approached the grocery store, reality kicked in, so I was able to avert disaster.
Fortunately, people who shop at Trader Joe's tend to be quite nice, so it's not too bad. But honestly, it really is a jumble, so I do try to avoid it. I'll get my Dr. Prager's California Veggie Burger some other day.
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AuthorRobert J. Elisberg is a political commentator, screenwriter, novelist, tech writer and also some other things that I just tend to keep forgetting. Feedspot Badge of Honor
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