I was shopping with my current wife at Staples the other day. We were filling up the cart with "staples" and came down the aisle with all the "do-it-yourself" kits - things like create your own Will, or use this template to make a Lease.
I found one called "Divorce Made E-Z". I dropped it casually into our cart (he, he) and let her go up to the register to pay.
"Funny. Very funny. You think this is funny?," she said with a snarl. She spotted me, "Hey, you wanna get this? Go ahead. You'll need it."
The other people in the line looked over to my direction. I froze, looked away. I remembered the advice someone once told to do in an uncomfortable situation - faint.
I was too chicken to fake that one so I just pretended not to listen to the heckler - just another crazy person in Staples.
"Yeah, that's him - in the black fleece," she told everyone. "I know you can hear me. The other people wanna know if I should buy this. Whaddya you want to tell'em?"
I walked further into the store, away from the register, aloof to the whole scene. I looked back briefly. People shook their heads.
At the back of the store, I scanned the wall, the corners. "Where's that fuckin' exit?" I was going to burst out, away from this hell, into the parking lot - to the car that my wife drove us here in.
Best of 2016
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