Tuesday, February 01, 2011
You know Planet Fitness's slogan--The Judgment-Free Zone? I had to censor myself with that little slogan at the grocery store this morning. We're on the leading edge of a two-day blizzard, so of course the store was overrun with people stocking up on necessities. The milk aisle looked like locusts had hit it. The frozen pizzas were decimated ... as was the beer. Bread and bottled water were going down fast. I picked up my milk, Splenda, broccoli, fish, hamburg, and bread, and got into the checkout aisle.
Right next to me, a woman was struggling with a teetering shopping cart, loaded over the top with survival rations. God help me, but I couldn't tear my eyes away. I kept scolding myself and reminding myself that the supermarket should be judgment-free, too. But, still ... There were 6 packs of Little Debbie snacks, two large bags of Oreos, corn flakes, Rice Krispies, Doritos, chips, crackers in 7 varieties, nothing fresh or unprocessed or even not in plastic packaging. A cart loaded OVER THE TOP with the stuff! Perhaps she was shopping for a day care center, I thought. But, no, THAT would be too awful to contemplate! Was she shopping for herself? Oh the horror! For her LUNCH??
Jamie Oliver, West Virginia doesn't need you nearly as much as Stratham, New Hampshire, at this very moment!