My mom and I are alike in many ways. We share a healthy obsession with serial killers, true crime and Deal or No Deal. We both experience annoying levels of guilt and we both blog!. Some might say we even look alike! (I don’t see it – reason #14 why I think I could be adopted.) Where we differ is in our fight. I fight to prove a point – my point. She fights to right a wrong.
Let’s go back a few days ago when my mom and grandma went grocery shopping. After getting home my mom noticed that she was missing four cans of soup that she bought. She checked her car, basement and my grandma’s house, in case she brought it home by mistake. The soup was missing.
The next day she called the store’s corporate office and told him about her missing soup. The woman at corporate told my mom she could go into the store and replace her four cans of soup. She would call the local store and tell them she would be coming. Since I work so close to the store, my mom told her that I would be going to the store. You see where this is going don’t you?
I walk into the store thinking that they’re aware of my mom’s soup mystery and it should be an in and out job. Very quick. No muss, no fuss. Wrong. The manager claimed to never have received the call from corporate and was questioning my missing soup story. As I stood in line I was thinking to myself that someone would have to be very desperate and/or pathetic to want to steal four cans of soup.
Finally after taking pity on me for holding up the line, they let me go, soup in hand. I basically saved the day. I gave my mom her four cans of soup and in return I got a box of blueberry muffins (super fuck yeah!)
Fast forward to two days ago, guess who found her soup? Guess who is now a desperate and/or pathetic thief for stealing four cans of soup?
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