I think I may have mentioned my grocery store addiction in a past post. So yes I love the grocery and drug stores. The florescent lights and eighties easy listening just some how does it for me.

Although I am a regular at a number of stores in town, I could not tell you the name of most of the employees and I really enjoy our relationship that stops right after hello. I like to feel invisible while I look at some junk and just do my business in solitude among crowds of people.

I have never been one of those people that know not only everyones names, but also the names of their parents, kids, dogs and spouses. I don't like the obligation of having to have some fake generic conversation every time I want wine or dinner supplies.

I have actually avoided some stores that someone I kinda know works at if they Insist on asking me the same old lame questions!

Now we live a couple of blocks from the mans work that is next door to a Walgreen's. He knows everyone that works there. I am fine with that. Well I was fine about that until one of the gals figured out that I am the mans woman.

She is cute little hillbilly girl, she has worked next door to the man for at least a year or so. No big deal, accept now she feels the need to start an annoying, irritating and ridiculous conversation with me every time I go in there. It always starts with the same F-ing question every single time! Here it is the big one "HOWS THE BABY?" None of your damn business Chicky!!!!

Can't she read body language? I glue my eyes to the floor. Every time she insist on bothering me I continue walking, so either she must follow or I am out of there. Is she thick? Can she not understand?

Look we are not friends. I don't know her. I understand her and the man say hello and discuss the baby, that is ok. The man is the kind of a guy that would wear one of those t-shirts with a picture of the baby or Worlds Best Dad printed across the chest. He is friendly and has no problem letting the world know about the baby and the kids and life in general. That is why I love him. He is my sweet side.

For the love of Pete let me buy my shampoo and candy bars in peace!!!

So I am breaking up with Walgreens. It has made the list of places that I no longer frequent. I don't want to answer questions. The only question for her I would have is "Is this the right coupon?", besides that I have nothing to say. Nothing.

Oh Witchy you are so mean!

I know it may seem that way, but really it is my inability to have uncomfortable small talk. It makes me feel hot, my tongue gets fat. My throat goes dry and my nose runs.

It may be a medical condition so really instead of thinking I am mean you should feel sorry for my condition. Maybe even send me a get well card, maybe sneak over to the Walgreen and grab me some of those Walgreen toffee peanuts next to the register. I love them nuts!