Thursday, May 7, 2009

a day in the life of angela

After my final this morning I decided to go shopping at Nordstroms. After purchasing some "must have" items, I decide that instead of going to work and heating up my Lean Cuisine, I should probably just stop by the Cafe and get a salad. So I do.

I'm sitting in a two seater booth waiting for my to-go order, when a nice older lady asks to sit and waits with me. So we start chatting it up. I look around and notice that there are only women there... with shit loads of shopping bags... all with strollers. So I say to the lady "have you ever noticed that it's all woman that come here?"

So she looks around and laughs. At this point, I say "I bet it must be really nice to be able to just shop and lunch with your friends."

She looks at me and goes "It's actually really stressful."

What did you just say, lady? There is no way on earth that going to Nordstroms, shopping for anything your husband's money will allow you to shop for and meeting your girlfriends (who I assume are doing the same thing) for lunch a Nordstrom Cafe can be stressful.

So I politely ask, "How so?"

To which she responds, "You know, kids don't like to shop. They always throw fits when you least expect. And then you don't really get a chance to eat because you're always feeding him, or wiping macaroni off his face. And don't get me started on trying to juggle the shopping bags AND the stroller."

What I wanted to say to her was "I bet your kid is a brat." But instead I said "Well, I hope it becomes less stressful."

I mean, shopping... kids... lunch... how stressful can it be? Sounds like a dream to me! Anyone willing to give this to me? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?

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