moments in rockmart

today i left work early. because i could and wanted to and did.

i had to go to the grocery so i hit up walmart (i hate walmart but it's entertaining). if you should ever need to practice patience then please go shopping between the hours of 12-2 pm.

anyway, i wanted some beer but walmart didn't have any that appealed to my tastebuds. i head home, put up my groceries and take a nap. my beer craving is in full swing. so i head to ingles to see what they have. i'm scanning the beer selection and then it's like the most beautiful music i ever heard started playing. the lights got a bit brighter. life became even better than good. first, let me tell you how impressed i am with ingles. i'm impressed. they have....wait for it...fat tire. yes fat tire. i don't have to drive 20 miles to get a good beer anymore. i mean they have yuengling yes but fat tire...*sigh* fat tire is special. so i get me two six-packs and head to the checkout. well. it seems all the "special people" decide to go the grocery between 4-5 pm. i'm standing in the self checkout waiting for everyone to figure out..well self checkout. so i hear someone speaking in my general direction so i look over and say "excuse me?"

first, let me give you a description of these individuals. i usually see them walking everywhere. i mean everywhere. i once saw them walking to rome which is about 18 miles away.
second, they are dressed rather uniquely....picture the clothes you would normally see on the side of the road and put that together as a wardrobe....
third, hygiene may be lacking.

back to the story. "excuse me?"
the lady says with a mouthful of popcorn, "what's that?"
me: "what's what?"
the lady pointing to my beer: "that?"
i grin: "beer."
the lady: "oh, beer." pause "i didn't know they made fat free beer."
i am dying inside.
me: "no, it's fat tire."




-iamLAJ