eloisel
Forever Empress E
Went to the grocery store after work to pick up some cat food, milk, bread, lunch meat and such. As I walked up and down the aisles, I couldn't help but notice the blank looks on the faces of all the other shoppers as they carried their selections or pushed their carts and held one-sided conversations with the cell phones glued to their ears. It was scary. Made me so nervous I pulled my cell phone out of my purse, pushed the button to call my daughter, and struck up a conversation with her as I finished my shopping. What else could I do? I had to fit in or the others might have turned on me and ate my brains in the pickle aisle.