You know how kids are - or at least my kids. "Hey mom, I'm gonna need a composition book for school tomorrow." And you wonder to yourself, why didn't you tell me this sooner? So off to Wal-Mart to get a composition book. (Just a side bar, when did they start calling them "Composition Books?" I thought they were just notebooks? Hhhmm, I must be getting old.) Anyway, we get the composition book along with eight other items and head to the check out. Luckily, we meet the requirements for the express checkout lane. In and out in record time and we come to a complete halt. Up ahead is that one person who tries to charge; their card doesn't go through and then they dig around in their purse to find enough pocket change to pay for their summer sausage, wheat thins, and beer...oh bother. So while the great penny search continues, I take inventory of the shoppers standing in line. And in one lane over; I watched it happen.
There was a lady, in one of those scooter carts, who was trying unload her cart when all of a sudden a gal from further back in the line came up and finished unloading the cart for her. I knew right then and there that I wanted to meet her. Our nine items sacked and paid for, I tell Gray to hold on a minute because I wanted to go meet this lady. She only nodded. The entire time that we were at Wal-Mart she had been on the phone talking to one of her friends. Head-to-toe snapshot: nice shoulder-length wig, short cropped jacket with fur-lined hood, brown leggings (maybe a bit too small), and flip flops. I extended my hand and I said, "My name is Donna and I saw what you just did." She looked at me quizzically and I continued by saying, "I saw you unload that lady's groceries and I wanted to thank-you for be kind." She finally extended her hand and said her name. I said, "Oh, Diana it is nice to meet you." She corrected me and said, "It's Diamond." Okay-dokey....I am sure this the first and only Diamond I have ever met. I asked her why she did that. She said, "Because she needed help." I nodded and said, "Well I noticed and I just wanted to say thank-you." How refreshing to see a neighbor helping a neighbor and I am not sure I would have believed it if I wouldn't have seen it with my own eyes. I walked back over to Gray and finally off the phone, she asked why I went over there. I re-told her what I saw and laughing she told me, "That lady looked scared when you walked over to her." "Really?", I said. And she said, "Oh yeah." I guess it might appear sort-of odd to have a stranger walk up to you and have them tell you their name. I shrug and momentarily ponder the thought and then tell Gray, We gotta go."
Out the door and to the car. Just one hitch - I can not for the life of me remember where I parked. Yes, I became that person.....the wandering gnome with grocery sacks. In and out of cars, up and down the rows. Gray is embarrassed and walking about 15 feet behind me and the more I walk....the more dumb-founded I become. Where the heck did I park???? I turned to ask Gray and she pretends that she doesn't know and gets on the phone and calls one of her friends to tell them we are lost in the Wal-Mart parking lot. Did I mention that I wasn't wearing a coat and it was about 30 degrees with a brisk wind? Then with a gust of wind it hits me. We came in through the other door- on the other side of the store. HAHAHA - I laugh out loud. With provisions in hand, we trek to the other side of the parking lot. Yup, right where I left it......I am such a goober sometimes. Once in the car, Gray tells me who she is talking to......can you guess who?? MacKenzie...of Brudy's family fame. Well, at least I only lost my car for 10 minutes.
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