Sunday, October 4, 2009

Grosseries

Mrs. Grumpy sent me to Local Grocery for ice cream, tomatoes, and other stuff.

The guy in front of me in line had Tardive Dyskinesia and kept leaning over my cart to see what I was buying and DROOLED ON THE TOMATOES! THEN THE ICE CREAM! THEN THE OTHER STUFF!

I understand you can't control Tardive Dyskinesia, sir. I do this for a living. But you don't need to repeatedly drool on my groceries.

17 comments:

MJH, CPhT said...

What's the problem here? Free marinating service!

S3XinthePantry said...

so did u park your cart and go to another store. Serves you right for using a cart! You know you only needed a shopping basket!
Next time keep things which are important too you close and out from under the mouths of perfect strangers. I hope Mrs. Grumpy gave you a talkin' to when you got home!

Anonymous said...

Eeeeeeewwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!!!

On a different note, I LOVE chopped tomatoes sprinkled with salt on hot white rice.

Noni

Lilorfnannie said...

I'd be thinking of presenting the stuff to the clerk, and saying, "This man drooled on them, you might not want to put them back" and go get more. But then I'd be too shy to do it and I'd just buy the stuff, and kick myself for being a wuss, and be grossed out by drooled-on tomatoes.

Anonymous said...

Did you just leave the cart and go to the another store.

Dry heaves into the trash can.

LD50 Rat

Grumpy, M.D. said...

After he left I told the clerk, and exchanged them for un-drooled merchandise.

Anonymous said...

Once while I was at the check-out a woman in front of me turned and sneezed on my groceries. That was when I understood the difference between our culture and the Japanese. If someone is ill in their culture they wear a mask when out in public. We, on the other hand, wear masks in self-defense.
Go figger.

Square Peg Guy said...

"Grosseries" Clever title!

Gert said...

That's so nasty!

Did you ever think of growing a tomato plant or two? Might save you a trip to the store on occasion.

Vanity Press said...

There are few benefits to geting old. One is that I am seldom embarrassed or inhibited and will say almost anything to almost anyone.

At this point in my life, I would have no hesitation in difficulty in telling someone not to drool on my groceries.

Probably, though, he would then pull out a gun and shoot me.

rxgirl said...

okay, that is just nasssssssssssssssttttyyyy!!!!!

River said...

Ew!

Flavius said...

It's like some bad/weird dream where your patients follow you no matter where you are. I'm surprised there wasn't someone next you eating her entire McDonald's meal on your cart.

Is this what Neurologist hell is like?

-Flavius

Grumpy, M.D. said...

This one wasn't my patient.

I don't think I run into my patients any more then normal in a large city.

Neurology hell is a room full of other neurologists.

SN123 said...

Maybe his TD is a SE of atypical antipsychotic - in which case you probably don't want to make him angry.....

One Nurse said...

That is pretty gross!!! I think I would have had to take all that stuff back and not buy it!!!

manixter said...

I'm not old, but I've managed to become pretty inappropriate.
That said, even miss manners would probably approve of a "excuse me sir, I believe you are drooling on my groceries"

 
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