The Lonesome Road

My friend and I went grocery shopping today. By the time we finished picking up all that we needed, there were 6 bags filled with “stuff that we really need” and 2 bags full of stuff that we actually needed (read milk, rice, etc).

Now, since we are poor students, we don’t own a car. The grocery store is a 20-25 minute walk in good weather conditions. It’s a lot longer with 8 heavy bags and a stiff wind.

And we had to take a detour to return a book at the library.

Anyway, here’s the wierd experience part. I was telling my friend “I hope someone gives us a lift. My shoulders are killing me.” My friend didn’t reply - he was too busy lifting his four bags. So, we were crossing this parking lot and a car pulled up next to me. The front passenger side window rolled down, and the lady called out to me.

Car Lady (looking slightly horrified at the weight I was lifting) : Hello

Me (Feeling the weight of the world on my shoulders) : Hello

Car Lady (sounding concerned) : Do you have a car?

Me (sounding hopeful - I was still far from home) : No.

Car Lady (rolling up window) : Ok.

And off they went looking for a parking space. Guess that’s life.

Believe me - this is the second time in two days that I have stumbled home fighting the wind. Today had the added fun of weight lifting. When I dropped the bags, I can swear I almost felt a moment of weightlessness. I’m glad it’s over.

Until next time - plan your shopping wisely!