I went out shopping with my mother today. Never, and I do mean never, go anywhere with my mother if she has a headache. My mom typically sees life right down the middle. She usually sees the glass as both half full and half empty. But when she straps on a headache…. the darn glass is all the way empty.
We went to a new super grocery store and nothing could please her. “Apples cost a dollar, who would pay a dollar for apples.” (all under her breath) The store was nice but it was crowded. And Toots (her nickname when she is grumpy) hates crowds and avoids all social interaction with the outside world at all costs. She got better as the night went on. But my favorite point of the night was when we were at Borders looking for a book. She decided to buy one and so she waited in line, but the girl at the cash register was chatting with a customer and was going slower than Toots would like. Toots stormed out of line and put the book back… even though she was next to be rung out. She left the store all the while muttering under her breath about customer service and incompetent cashiers.
Then Toots was in such a fluster that she started walking further away from where her car was parked and looking around for her “missing” car. Mind you it was about 4 feet away from her. When she hit the car unlock on her keys she was surprised to see the lights come on so close and the look on her face was priceless. I can imagine what was going on in her mind: Why is this other car lighting up when I press my unlock button? I couldn’t stop laughing… she said she thought it wasn’t her car because it was so shinny. Maybe it was because she dumped her half empty and half full glass on it at the beginning of the night.
