Great Heights

by Marinka on October 17, 2010

Tower by Young Ladrinka

Oh, what’s this, you ask?

This is what happens when I ask my son to accompany me to the supermarket to buy some essentials, like meat, and he negotiates into buying ice cream and ice pops and then when I ask him to unload our cart onto the conveyer belt, all the while telling him that, no, he may not have candy, not even Starburst, despite his reassurances that Starburst is practically fruit, and when he stacks the purchases like a Leaning Tower of Pisa, everyone with eyes, including the cashier will chuckle with merriment because kids are so precious, ha ha, and then two seconds later, when the Tower of Babel collapses, everyone, including the cashier will look at me with contempt and wonder how such a precious child could have such a numbskull for what passes for a mother these days.

And I will wonder, once again, why NYC doesn’t permit the sale of wine and hard liquor and meth in local supermarkets.

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{ 14 comments… read them below or add one }

anymommy October 17, 2010 at 10:39 pm

Starburst are practically fruit, aren’t they?


dusty earth mother October 17, 2010 at 10:53 pm

Dude got ice cream and ice pops and still wants Starbursts? My kind of kid.


Sophie@Fabrications October 18, 2010 at 5:56 am

No alcohol in the supermarket? Fooi.


kimberly October 18, 2010 at 6:38 am

Not at any time? You can’t buy wine in the grocery store at say, 10 pm on a Friday night? I can’t even wrap my brain around that. Is that like a Bloomberg thing? The only restriction we have here is no sales before noon on Sunday, which really just means stock up Saturday night.


Awesome dude October 18, 2010 at 8:24 am

This boy can do no wrong.
Thankfully he was not born in the South pre WWII.


CSY October 18, 2010 at 10:34 am

Maybe Young Ladrinka can come down here and show my 41 yr old HUSBAND how to stack things…he tried that last night and pouted when I made him take it all down…POUTED! I got looks from EVERYONE like I did something wrong! Its a testosteroni (Its a word – just ask Pheobe from Friends) thing.


Ellen October 18, 2010 at 11:42 am

Impressive. He’s got a future as an architect, it seems. Or a supermarket stock boy. The possibilities are infinite!


annie October 18, 2010 at 12:04 pm

Come live with me – you can buy beer and wine even on Sundays.


joeinvegas October 18, 2010 at 1:20 pm

It may not be permitted, but you can get the meth down at the end of aisle 3. That short guy with the eyes that keep moving.


October 18, 2010 at 3:29 pm

I concur! Seriously! The least they could – if not meth, wine and hard liquor – is have samples of valium, you know the taste-test kind. The blue pills may be better than the yellow ones but we’ll never know because Key Foods refuses to help us out.


magpie October 18, 2010 at 4:57 pm

That wine thing? It’s the whole damned state.


October 18, 2010 at 9:36 pm

I now have an awesome excuse to buy Starburst. And Skittles. How did I not come up with this before?


Jodi F. October 19, 2010 at 8:58 am

No wine in the grocery store? What about beer? Here (NC…you know the place) beer and wine can be sold in the grocery if the alcolol content is below a certain threshhold. If you need something stronger, it’s off to the ABC (liquor) store for you. Or to the sketchy part of town if you really need that meth.

That’s an impressive chunk of meat you have there. What did you make with it?


October 21, 2010 at 9:20 am

Going to the market with kids has to be the greatest test of all time. And yet, I continue bringing them.


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