A Healthy Dose of Pathetic
When I was in high school I worked in a grocery store as a cashier. It was a great way to learn about humanity, and help friends steal beer.
It was interesting to see what items people purchased. By far the saddest purchases were people who bought canned food for their pets and frozen food for themselves. It sorta broke my heart, you know, after I was done judging them.
Well, karma is a motherfucking bitch, as we all know.
Enter my grocery purchases tonight:
I don’t know when, exactly, I turned into someone I once pitied, all I know is it happened and I’M PISSED!
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Pizza places DON’T deliver dog food. You had no other choice. Well done you domestic godess!
At least you’re shopping at Whole Foods.
Was the pizza at least good?
That reminded me of the time I saw a young couple in front of me with 50 jars of baby food and a jumbo box of condoms and that was all they were buying.