MELIDIOT

I am back with more Mel moments. I often blog about my time spent in main chain supermarkets. TESCO has been a favourite of mine for a long time. I used to enjoy my early Monday morning shop there, When Charlie was young and small enough to sit in the trolley. Ahh *sigh* back before he went to school. These days I have to push my wonky wheeled trolley around all on my tod! Anyway, it was always the same routine and I loved how empty it was at that time, 8-9 am. There was always a parking space and not many people around- lovely. I try and avoid going to major supermarkets at weekends if I can. However, on this particular day it was a Sunday morning, late morning. The car park was over run, no surprise there.  I only needed 2 or 3 items for dinner. I finally got parked up and strolled up to the entrance. I was fumberling around with my phone, I am not sure if had just made a call or text or received a text but I was flapping around with my phone while I walked into the store. Soon putting my phone in my bag when while I was walking down that first isle – seasonal of course, it occurred to me how quiet it was. I suddenly was aware that I could hear my heels clickerdy clacking pretty loud. I round the corner of the first isle that takes you to the centre isle where you can see all the way down to the other end of the store – TESCO pitsea is an extra store and is pretty big by any standards. The helper in this store used to wear roller skates for speed! Anyway...So I round the corner to see people, loads and loads of people, just standing in little huddles.  I have one of them OMFG moments and think omg this is like something out of that movie ‘The Happening’!! ... Fight or flight kicks in, and flight it is, clicklerdy clacking of my heels as I strut down the centre isle. An old woman with her basket on the floor between her legs looks at me like I am the whore of Babylon. Then it hits me. Oh fuck – Sunday 11th November – 11 am – ...oh ground, open up and take me now!  Course, it’s far too late for me to stop walking. I have been seen by the entire store. I swear I was the only person walking around, it was very eerie. I seemed to slow my walking but feared I might be strung up at the cheese counter and have apples and pears lobbed at me for my blatant display of disrespect. I couldn’t help but feel thankful that I was not,’ blah blah oh my fucking god bruv, ennit, yea wow you get me!’  omg-ing – on the phone. I would have been chased from the store by French stick waving customers for sure!  So, after, what felt like 11 minutes of silence, the store starts to move and have sound again. I quickly grab the things I went in for and made my way back to the checkout, hoping no one had sent my picture off to a hit man or something. Whilst walking back I heard a women moaning about how some people continued to shop during the silence.  Unless she was talking about me I thought phew!!,..I wasn’t the only one!! Not wasting time I start legging it out to my car. I get straight on the phone - saying oh my god, you’ll never guess what just happened!

 One of the reasons I felt the need to share this today, is we are now getting closer to that day again 11-11-11-11-11 and for some reason I can not explain even in if I really tried, something about  this day really bothers me. Not the meaning behind it. Just that all them 11’s - hummmm

So I share another melidiot the moron moment.

Hope everyone is well J be safe people