Mr. P and I went out shopping tonight sans children for some last minute Christmas gifts and stocking stuffers. We ventured very slowly around town because being out at night alone is a rare and beautiful thing to be savored... even up and down the aisles of the dollar store.
Once our dollar store basket was mighty full of Christmas cheer, we headed to the check-out line. One cashier makes for a slow moving line and an opportunity to ponder the meaning of life, the state of the economy and the items cleverly located at the check-out aisle for less savvy shoppers who lack impulse control.
We saw that which we would expect to see on a check-out lane selection. There were mints and gum and chocolate in every shape and size. There was a tire pressure gage, some razors and an air freshener to hang from your rear view mirror. Classy. But, then sitting in the middle of all these goodies was a rack of one dollar pregnancy tests. Really? A pregnancy test is an impulse purchase? For who?
Think about it. You're buying some dish soap, a key chain and some duct tape. As you start to check-out, you look up and see a rack of pregnancy tests and you say to yourself... what?
~Oh, I've been meaning to pick up one of those for Sally.
~Hey! I just realized I might be pregnant. Better grab one of these!
~You know, Bob has this gift exchange at the office on Friday...
~Won't Grandma be surprised when she looks in her stocking this year!
Since we were sans children, Mr. P and I were able to freely discuss all the many possible scenarios that would warrant an impulse pregnancy test purchase. None of them seemed feasible and we were quickly distracted by the very scripty "LOVE" tattooed across the check-out girl's, ahem, ample chest region.
That's when it happened. Two ladies walked up behind us in line. One lady looked both ways (apparently not seeing me standing right there watching her every move) and knocks one of the pregnancy tests off the rack and onto the conveyor belt. She quickly covered it with her other items and whispered to her friend, "Don't tell anybody."
OK, then. You just can't make this stuff up.
5 comments:
The saying "The truth is stranger than fiction" applies here. That is just too funny.
I also read that pregnancy tests are one of the top ten things stolen. I guess they don't want to be seen buying one. Maybe that's another reason they are at the front. (even if they are only a dollar)
A few months ago I bought a test at Walgreens. The cashier asked me, brilliantly, "Oh, are you pregnant?" Um. I don't know. That's kind of why I need this test. :-D No, you really can't make this stuff up!
Yes, the last time I bought some was when I was trying to get pregnant with Noah. Of course, I was checking every month so I was going through a lot of tests therefore, buying a handful at a time. The cashier asked me while ringing up my five tests... so, you think these others are going to give you a different answer? :-/
Then she asked me if the baby would be my first. When I explained no, my sixth, I thought paramedics would have to be called.
Cashiers should keep their mouths shut and ring up your purchases. I don't need a dollar store cashier giving me advice on my family size!! :-D
I bought a pregnancy test at Wal-greens and the cashier asked me when I was due! There are some bright people in the world!
Oh-BTW........ I bought $$ store tests this last time and they came up negative. (And I was pregnant!!)
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