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| - So I am backing very carefully out of my parking spot next to her. I had just walked past the Paradise Valley housewife sitting in her BMW while texting. She glared at me. I dunno why, don't much care either. So, as I back out of the spot, PVH jumps out of her car, shoots me a death-ray glare and runs around to the passenger side, searches for a spot on the door and rubs it vigorously, glaring at me some more.
I roll my window down. Lady, I didn't touch your car. YES YOU DID!, she screams, I felt it! I dunno what you felt, Lady, but it wasn't my 9000 pound truck, you wouldn't be rubbing the door if I hit it. You hit my car! I felt it!
Geez, some days you just cannot get away from it. Yes, this Safeway is popular with the plastic, silicon and botox-filled 60 year old entitled women trying to be 20 again. You get the men too, viagra-huffing as they spin in with their top-down corvettes.
Apart from the clientele, this is not a bad Safeway, some parking spots are shaded by well-groomed acacia trees, and usually you can find a decent spot. Pharmacy is where I fill all my prescriptions, and I like that I can do it online. A decent selection of organic and vegetarian groceries without the WholeFoods "rapeme" pricing. Nice deli, good selection of cheeses, wine and spirits. As usual, the typical Starbucks. Like the new wing bar - I crave chicken wings at times and I can go crazy at this bar.
The bakery kinda sucks, but all Safeway bakeries suck.
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