Tuesdays or Wednesdays are Shopping Days or, My Life with Aquatic Biology

[janradder]

As I travel the aisles of our local grocery stores, I have with me two remoras attached to the shopping cart.  These are not your ordinary, run-of-the-mill  remoras, however.  Instead of passively moving along with the cart as most remoras do, they battle me for control of said object, pushing and pulling against the direction in which I am heading.  If I leave the cart unattended, they begin to move it along on their own into oncoming people and stationary displays.  At times one or both will detach from the cart and start to wander vaguely about, oblivious to the fact that the cart has moved on and that they are placing themselves in the path of oncoming carts and people.  When it is time to load the groceries into the trunk of the car, the remoras once again detach and position themselves directly in front of the trunk so that I have to lift the bags up over them.  Don't believe what you may have heard or read elsewhere -- remoras are not helpful animals.

Comments

[pierogi-queen.livejournal.com]

Older ladies used to offer me all kinds of helpful advice like "she must have a diaper pin sticking in her" when Jan's sister would reach her 15 minute sitting in the grocery cart seat limit and start wailing at the top of her lungs. And yes, I can remember being told to put mittens and hats on kids who had just removed them in the midst of a screaming "I don't want these things on my body" fit. Funny though, these ladies never offered to take my kids for me.. afraid I might say yes and they'd be stuck I think

[vee-ecks.livejournal.com]

Yeah, same deal. Kid just ripped his hat off in the sun, "You should really put his hat on." It's been warm, it's cooling down, I haven't put the jackets on, yet "You know, it's COLD. You should cover them up."

It takes a village to nag a dad to death, I guess.