I really get annoyed when people eavesdrop and then offer unsolicited advice when it's none of their business in the first place.
Even when they have nothing but good intentions.
Good intentions is just another way of being passive agressive. "What? You don't want my advice? I was only trying to help!"
Yesterday morning I went to petsmart to pick up one of those soft cat carrying cases. I had to take Yoda in for her well-cat visit and I hate lugging those heavy plastic and metal ones. Especially after one's been used to take a kitty to her demise.
So I picked out this pretty and inexpensive model and got behind some woman purchasing a bunch of little cans of fancy feast cat foods. She got done with her purchase, took the bag and then just stood there while the cashier started to check me out.
"Are you taking that on the plane?" she asked.
"No" I said.
"Oh. I had to buy one to use on the plane". she said.
"Just wanted a lighter carrying case" I said. Not really feeling in the mood for some chitter chatter with a stranger in the pet supply store. Sorry lonely lady who was apparently in need of a cat-loving friend on a rainy Tuesday morning.
And then the cashier asked me if I had one of their pet member cards, which I don't, because lord knows I hate having to carry a shit-load of store member cards around with me so I usually just say no thanks when they offer them.
The woman, still hanging out in front of me (and no, she wasn't a friend of the cashier waiting for me to go away so they could continue to chat) said, "She can use mine!"
"No, that's okay" I said.
But she handed it to the cashier who scanned it and said "Oh, that's too bad. It didn't give you a discount on your purchase".
"No problem" I said.
And then the woman in front of me waited for me to thank her, I guess. Or take her out to lunch or some other damn thing because she was still just standing there, like we were together.
"Well, thanks anyway" I said.
What the hell was that. A drive-by Good Intention? Cripes.
And no, don't say it, don't say that I'm getting as cantankerous and crotchety as my mother. I just would really like to have my own purchasing interactions some time and not have to share it with a card-carrying do-gooder.
Yoda checked out just fine and dandy at the Vet's. She's lost weight since last year (probably because she hasn't eaten much in the past two weeks). The funniest thing about Yoda is that when she's at the Vet's, she will sit totally still on the table, hoping that if she isn't moving, we won't know she's there. They can probe her and poke her with needles and she'll just sit there, all catatonic (heh. get it?)
She was a little confused by the new cat carrier. I unzipped the top to let her out of it when we got home (a feature I LOVE!) and she just sat in it, howling from one end to the other until I tapped her on the head and she looked up and thought "Hey! It's open up there!" then hopped out.
I just got a call from the clinic that Oreo's ashes are back so I'll pick them up tomorrow. I have no idea what to do with them but I'm sure I'll think of something.
1:54 p.m. - March 29, 2007
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