Two gross things happened at Target to me today. First, when I entered a dressing room I noticed something stuck to the wall. Further examination told me it was one of those crotch protectors they put in swimsuit bottoms, for those people who actually take their underwear OFF to try on a bikini. Nice of them to peel it off and stick it on the wall.
After that enlightening experience, I gathered my belongings and proceeded to the check-out line. A woman without a cart came up behind me (a little too close, mind you) and I was engulfed in a sea of B.O. and garlic. Not a good combination on a hot day. Not only did she smell bad, but she got so close to me that when I was putting my items on the conveyor belt, she put her hands on my cart! I don't have O.C.D. or anything, but I do have some personal space issues. I was breathing through my mouth and wondering how I was going to push the cart now that it was contaminated.
I made it out of there, steering my cart by the sides, not the handle.
Note to self: Never buy a swimsuit from Target and if I am going to eat garlic on a hot day, don't forget to wear deodorant.
Lela
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