I was traumatized at Safeway tonight. I seriously doubt I'll ever fully recover. I was standing in line at the pharmacy, waiting to pick up Micah's prescription when it happened. I nearly ran from the store, but those meds are important!
It all started because the woman in line ahead of me had a most interesting dress on. It was hot pink with a butterfly pattern all over it. Yes, it would be a bad dress on anyone, but it was an especially poor choice for someone as large as this woman was. Butterflies all over a hot pink dress. That alone would be enough to scare anyone, but then I saw what I thought was a very weird looking butterfly on the back of the dress.......
On second glance, I realized it was not a butterfly at all. It was a hole in the woman's dress. No wait, that's not a hole, that's several holes. Like five holes. Yes, there were five holes in the back of this woman's dress. They were big enough that I could see her hot pink granny panties and her cottage cheese thighs. I almost puked. It's bad enough seeing your own cottage cheese thighs, but nobody wants to see them on someone else. Especially at the grocery store!
I actually pondered telling her about the holes in her dress, thinking maybe she didn't know about them. I decided that anyone who would wear that dress in the first place wouldn't care about a few well-placed holes and decided to leave it alone.
I'm still suffering flashbacks some 5 hours later and I expect they will continue. I probably have Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder now......
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