Sunday, November 29, 2009

Not The Same In The Country

I have never been a Black Friday shopper.      I hate crowds and I can't imagine there being anything worth getting up at 3 in the morning to go fight all those crazed shoppers to get.     However, about mid-morning Friday my sister-in-law decided that we would hop in the car and go look at the one store that Union had to offer.    You did get that, right?    The one store.     

I don't know if you remember my post from the summer where I told you that our husbands knew how to get to the campgrounds where the family reunion was held by turning at the broken toilet.      Well, SIL and I knew we were on the right track when we passed the broken sink on the way into town.     We knew you wouldn't believe us so we took a picture.

The little store that we went to browse had closed so all that was open was the Piggly Wiggly which is owned by one of our husbands' friends.     I remembered seeing a boutique advertised in a nearby town in the recent Mississippi magazine so we ran in to see if they had a copy.       Unfortunately they had sold out of all their copies.

We decided we would chance it and run up to the gas station on the corner.     I told SIL to stay in the car and I ran inside.

Just inside the door was a guy who distinctly reminded me of Barney Fife.      His thumbs were hooked inside his pockets and he gave me a nod as I entered the store.

Me:  "Excuse me.    Do you carry magazines?"

Barney:   "Hmmmm.     Ummmmm.     Do you mean like paper?"

Me:   "Yes."   (Let me tell you that it took all my self-control to NOT say, "No, I meant a gun magazine.   I intend to rob the store and I forgot my ammunition when I was putting on my makeup.)

Barney:    "No maam."

I thanked him and went back to the car.       I told SIL and we both just died laughing.     We both had visions of having to call our husbands and tell them that we were arrested because the local Barney Fife arrested me because he misunderstood me and thought I was trying to hold up the Spaceway.   

Things just don't mean the same thing in the country!


Dr. Wifey said...

the sink landmark is hilarious! i never, ever do the black friday shopping. i did venture out on saturday and sunday to do a little shopping and was shocked at how few shoppers were out!

Shelby said...

That's TOO funny! I ventured out to Walmart on Friday morning (at 5 am!) because they had a great deal on a laptop that I wanted to get for our very oldest son (the 34-year-old). I got there at 5:05, they had sold out already and I was home by 5:10. That was my first and last Black Friday shopping experience!

I think I can beat ya on the small town thing (maybe). In my dad's hometown in rural (I mean seriously rural) GA, many of the houses didn't even have indoor plumbing (bathtubs and toilets!) until the 70s. I clearly remember visiting my great-grandma and bathing in a big aluminum tub on the porch and using the outhouse! AAACCCKK.

Seems like you had a great Thanksgiving week, so glad!

Patti Lacy said...

Y'all betta watch that stuff down in Jaw-ja. We don't cotton to no strangers doin' stuff like this.