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Went to get groceries at Piggly Wiggly, my son calls it Piggy Wiggy...
Ran into some folks who knew me....so I thought! While this is not unusual...in fact, it's common place in small town America...but this is not my small town....I still don't know lots of people...but these folks thought they knew me...I really hate to forget folks name, but sometimes it's awkard to say, "And you are?" Well they just chatted, and asked about the family...and as we were leaving said...good to see you Ms. Nancy....ouch! That was a hoot! Who's Nancy?!!!
See I grew up in small town America...when I worked at the grocery store, which was a great place to pick up all the gossip..

One day a large man in colorful spandex, (that's a clue he's from out of town) marched in, went straight to the cigeratte rack and commenced to filling his drawers with CARTONS of cigarettes! I was shook up...I mean right there in front of God and everybody...he's calmly filling his pants with contraband! I picked up the mic, paged my cousin, who was the manager, and managed to squeak out "Price check on Pickles, please"...(This was our code for SOS!) Here comes my cousin...looking like he was going pass out any second! Wiping the sweat from his forehead, eyes rolling (1st time since I worked there it had ever been used) My cousin asked me to call Barney...(this was a constable, we teased him unmercifully) We watched him finish, and head to my lane...(course I was the only one open, duh!) place a pack of Big Red on the counter, and wait for me to give him a tally. Somedays, I'm just not a quick thinker, this was not one of them...I was on my toes! I coolly (I really squeaked and quivered) asked him '"if that would be all, or was the 12 cartons of Winstons on a seperated order?" He looked up at me...and I played the dumb blond trick...there I was, ponytail, jeanskirt, & flipflops, I kinda got a vacant look in my eyes...this man then saw Barney pull up in his El Camino with the blue light on top....he took off out of the store, bowled over my cousin, and ran out the doors...Barney was trying to pull his gun, and hollering "Freeze...you better stop!" I have that scene in my mind till the day I die!" I knew this would give Barney bragging rights for at least 2 weeks! It did...I was so shook up...it didn't even bother me to hear his 'heroic' part in the rescue...(oh, he told it with a little different take) for the first 4 or 5 days.
I like knowing everybody...and granted that means they know you, know where you went, and with who! Especially when your the preachers daughter! I set ears to spinning when they heard I was dating a Marine!

So, memory lane seems to follow me around...and I hope I keep making memories...It's been quite a trip thus far.

My little banty egg is on day 20...no signs or sounds....


Thanks for listening,
The ParsonsWife