Despite the Wegmania (Catch it!) now all around us, Sunday, we go the the newer Shopper's in the neighborhood for our weekly groceries. It is pleasant and bright, carries 95% of what we want, is cheaper than the Giant, much less Wegman's, and does not suffer from Opening Day crowds. Besides, I always felt sorry for the Wegmans. They never looked happy.
We bring our cart of stuff to the checkout. We notice two men come up and instead of getting in line behind us they hover next to our cart. This is strange. They are speaking to each other but not in English. This part is not strange.
Still, they hover to the left of our cart. We, being worldly wise, understand that different cultures have different ideas about personal space, queuing, etc. Hubby and I look at each other. We look at them. They wander away and I think this is the end of it.
This is when it happens.
Hubby is on my right. I feel a poke on my left side, or more accurately IN my left side. I do a weirded-out-cat-sideways-jump. (If you've ever owned a cat, you know what I'm talking about.) One of the two men from earlier is back and has just poked me. He retrieves a beer cube that is sitting under the end of the check-out belt and off he goes without so much as an "excuse me".
Now I get that there are much worse places he could have poked me.
But I gotta ask: Why did he poke me in the side? Why not tap my shoulder or arm? Or, if he's gotta poke me somewhere, since he's now coming up from behind me, why not poke me in the back?
Is this a cultural thing? Are there places where it is the norm to poke strangers in the side when you want their attention/want them to move?
I've never been inappropriately poked by a stranger before and I don't mind telling you, I was a little put off. I am not Pop 'N' Fresh.
And, by the way, I'm glad I'm not Pop 'N' Fresh. Aside from the weird spelling, I always thought he was one of the most annoying advertising characters ever. Then came Snuggle and I had a whole new reason to be hatin'.