What Grinds My Gears: Men at the Grocery Store

You know what really grinds my gears? Men at the grocery store. There is nothing more painful than going along with a man to the grocery store. Correction, there is nothing more painful than going along with a man without a list to the grocery store. They don’t know where anything is! The worst part is that the most basic decisions become as involved as deciding how to explain to your 4-year old that you weren’t “hurting” mommy that night she came in to tell you about her nightmare. Tuna in water, or in oil? Creamy JIF or creamy Skippy? 12-pack of double rolls or 24-pack of single rolls?

(Sidebar: The TP debate is a rarity, because we all now that men only buy the 4-pack of TP which was positively created just for them, because no woman will ever buy a 4-pack of TP.)

Oh, and ladies, please do not attempt to make even the slightest suggestion, because you will surely be burned at the stake. You buy the same kind of bread, the same kind of milk, and the same kind of oranges every time you go to the store. WHAT THE HELL IS THERE TO THINK ABOUT?! What could you possibly be debating in your head? And why don’t you have a list?! Now we have to go from the dairy case for butter, skip 4 aisles to the cereal, over 3 more for the frozen waffles, back by the cereal because you forgot syrup, to the meat case for bacon, and then BACK to the dairy case for cheese. Did you really just spend an hour and a half in the grocery store, and come out with $23 worth of shit?! Somebody please feel me on this!

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  1. Ha! Ha! Love it! Oh well…

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