I Hate Me, part 528,910
It was the day after Veterans Day, I went to the new Acme in Little Silver (which was the old A&P). As I was walking through the parking lot I saw a mail supply shed behind the post office and I was thinking that I will probably end up living in something like it and hopefully I could customize it by cutting a window into it and then sealing the window for leaks and what about ventilation and then oblivious to real life, I walked into a parked car (this part of the story was already posted on my Instagram @feedtim ). Leaving the life of my mind lying next to the car I went into the new Acme which was basically the old A&P and got my groceries. I went to the check out and an older woman rang me up. After I had paid, she shook my hand with both of her hands and said “Thank you so much”. I thought that it was a trifle overboard to thank the customers for shopping at the new Acme so emphatically but hey, times are tough and it’s good to make the customers feel welcome. I stammered out a “sure.. no problem” and made a shuffling off to Buffalo move. She hadn’t started ringing up the next customer yet, “….no, thank you…for your service”. What the hell is she talking about, I was much more uncomfortable than usual and the people on the line were looking at me as well, “I…I…didn’t do anything”, OH MY GOD, SHE THINKS I WAS IN THE ARMY, “no…no…I wasn’t anywhere…I did nothing…I am nothing”. She gave me a kindly smile like I was being too humble, “I knew when I saw you, I can tell…Semper Fi” and she turned back to ringing up the next customer. I stood there for a second and slunk out.