There is a man I run into with an irregular regularity at the grocery store. Which is to say that he always catches my attention, but rarely at an opportune moment for conversation.
Today was such an occasion. A quick trip, a dash, a dart for forgotten ingredients – get in, get out, get home before the recipe is ruined.
(How do you hurry Dan and Joe through the store? Pretend you’re a race car complete with VROOM noises and walk quickly. They give chase, complete with breathless shouts of “HEY! GET BACK HERE!”)
(Yes, people look. No, I don’t really care. I’d rather they laugh than whine any day of the week.)
At any rate, today while I was vrooming my way around the store, I very nearly crashed into this man. Said “Hi!”, grabbed the forgotten item, and dashed back to the boys.
Yet another inopportune moment, it would seem.