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☆ day 7 - who are you?

write a list of ten items you think this character would buy in a supermarket.

genre: humor

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I hate strawberries. The sight of them, a tiny pink ball of madness and its countless dots of seeds makes me shiver in horror. That is what greets in the entrance of the supermarket.

I swerve clear from those bundles and push my cart to where the other set of pink goodness were- apples. Apples are good. Don't even mention the saying of keeping the Doctors away. Unless, if the Doctor is hella cute, then by all means, toss them apples away instead.

A sound of static clearing on a lapel grabbed my attention as I walk in the aisle. People started to swarm on the stall. I could see a woman in white polo shirt, a black apron and a hair net started calling out customers.

Like everybody else, I went to see what the fuss was about and I wasn't disappointed. It was a free tasting sample of a chocolate product. I asked for two samples, saying that I had my little brother with me, he was just wandering about at the moment- when in fact, I was an only child.

Sometimes you gotta sprinkle some lies to get what you need...

What was I going to do again?

Was it milk?

My eyes found cartoons of milk and I picked out the cheapest one. It was almost the expiry date but it didn't matter, it is going to be emptied out in three days anyway with the amounts my dad will hog of it.

Now, next on the list.

Wait, I don't have a list. I never bring lists to grocery shopping. For someone who has a tight budget, I sure do suck at spending it wisely.

Then I saw a rack of cucumbers by the vegetable section and I grab it. It's the only vegetable I like. Screw carrots.

Now I remembered I had a date tonight, so I went to the aisle of unhealthy city and picked as much biscuits as I could. Of course, what would a date be without something to stress eat at the exciting parts of a movie- I grab a chips. I included pre-made popcorns in as well. Can't get too wrong with popcorns.

A date with me and my couch, and re-runs of Doctor Who season 4, with chips and all. Dreamy sigh. Being single is infinitely awesome.

But can't just leave without having to help digest all that stuff without a soda. I grab three cans of coke, and a beer.

Then this unexpected thing happened: the wheels in my cart jammed and wouldn't turn. I kept pushing it to move but it won't budge. I push it with much force on more time, only for it to collide into another cart.

I quickly went to apologize to the owner of the cart but fell short as I gazed into the most specimen of the human race. Ah, I must've been staring too long because the guy had to snap me back to reality.

Woah, did that just happened? I always thought being that start-struck it renders you speechless only happens in the movies, but damn.

I took a step back.

"I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking-"

"No, no. It's fine." And then the guy smiled.

I wracked my brain for something to say but found nothing. What the hell are you supposed to do next with this? Ask him out to dinner for apology?

I was about to do that when this beautiful woman in grey sweatshirt came in.

Of course, all the good-looking ones are taken by other good-looking ones.

Maybe I should just bolt to avoid any more of this awkward situation.

I smiled apologetically and shifted my cart into a different direction, not before passing by his woman and caught a whiff of her strawberry hair.

Eugh. I hate strawberries.

Oh! Right. I almost forgot I was supposed to get some apples. So I grabbed a bundle and went in line to pay.

I can wallow in self pity at home now.