Bunnie Blog

So, after work today I needed to stop at Quicktrip to get some coffee. I walk in like normal, as if everything in the universe was not about to be body slammed and given a big old noogey on the old grape.

I grab a coffee cup, head over to the ice machine that has THE BEST ice in the world, you know the kind, what they call “crushed ice”, but it is really the little rabbit poop pellets that are best for chewing on, a put a little bit of it in the bottom of my cup. I put ice in my coffee cup, not because it is summer and who on God’s green earth would be drinking coffee in Hotlanta, but because their coffee is always BEYOND scorching, ranging in the I just hit the bottom of the hottest place in HELL kind of hot.

I notice a lady looking at me funny, but I ignore her, mostly because I despise don’t like people I don’t know. I continue back to the coffee area, pour my coffee and then head back to get a lid from the lid and straw counter. In the mean time, Ms. Staring Problem has filled up an Icee cup and is also headed to the lids. She is once again staring at me and has that look on her face like she is ready to say something to me, which immediately puts me on edge. I don’t recognize her, she is in her 50’s, decent looking and fairly normal looking, besides the obvious STARING PROBLEM!

Damn it! She does speak to me and this is what she had to say…”You don’t even feel guilty, do you?”. I’m a little taken back, but manage to reply, “Why? Because I am drinking coffee in summer?”, with a quizzical look on my face. To which her natural reply was, “You don’t even have any remorse do you?” Um, OK? I was obviously mistaken. This was not Ms. Staring Problem, this was Ms. Loony Toons! I should have recognized her right from the start.

I say…”What are you talking about?”. She looks me up and down with a pretty heavy crusty, and walks to the cash register. I am in shock and stand there for a minute trying to comprehend what just happened. She is still at the cash register when I get up there…still with the up and down crusties going on. WTF? I say to her once again, “What are you talking about?” Obvious confusion written all over my face. Still nothing but up and down crusties. Then she walks out, eyeballing me the whole way. WEIRD!!!

I finish up, and walk out to my car, she is STILL parked 3 spaces down from me, with no protecting cars in between. As soon as she sees me, she jumps out of her car to act like she is throwing something away. Giving me the stink eye the ENTIRE time. I get in my car and drive away.

I STILL HAVE NO CLUE WHAT WAS UP HER ASS!!!