The World Goes onPart of: Rant
I’ve had a difficult past two weeks. This bad period ended with me getting rear-ended on Third St. near Robertson on Friday. There was no reason why this should’ve happened. The 21 year-old who hit me was probably on his phone, because we were at a light, and he was already stopped behind me. What an ass. I remained calm and didn’t ask him what the fuck he was doing and why he was acting so blasé. He didn’t even say he was sorry right away. I am not hurt, but this is the third time in a year and a half that I’ll have to take my car into the shop and rent a car, which is a pain in the ass.
Actually, my bad week really ended when I got home from said accident and had my first sip of Arrowhead water with minerals added for taste. I had looked at the bottle suspiciously in the store. Maybe they were doing it as a pricier alternative. The new bottles had a turquoise cap, instead of the red one. The water is gross. It tastes like filtered city water, not spring water.
The old Arrowhead water was the real deal—I know because a friend had a lab test it. Now I believe they’ve become frauds. And yes, I did try to call their 1-800 number to complain, but they were closed. I went to their website and there was no explanation. Now I’m going to have to get water delivered, though I don’t have room for it. My only alternative gallon water is Crystal Geyser, which is only okay. I think I may get Yosemite delivered. I’ve only had it once, but it was tasty. It’s hard being a water snob.
I went to Trader Joe’s tonight and my groceries added up to ninety bucks. I had to do the embarrassing thing I never do and chuck some items to lower my bill. Of course, it took forever for the checker to get the manager to come over with his keys. While we were waiting he informed me that he was sick with the flu along with 75% of the other workers there. Thanks for sharing.
The checker asked me what my budget was, and I didn’t say anything, because I don’t have a budget. I really didn’t have any food in my apartment, so I shouldn’t have been all that surprised by the total. When I got home and checked the bill, I noticed the checker subtracted my organic almond butter @7.99 twice. I think he was being nice.
After a major shopping trip, why do I feel the need to sample much of what I've bought?