Sunday, September 28, 2008

guarded by sasquatch?


So there I was at the supermarket after work. I needed stuff for kid's lunches on Monday, and since I'd picked up hours today at the last minute, I hadn't done my big weekly shop like I normally do. I'm working Sunday, too, so it was now or never. My bags full of granola bars and sliced turkey and applesauce, I was heading for the exit.


And who did I run into? One of my very favorite recent patients.


And I was in my scrubs.


A block from my house.


On a night when the boys are with their dad.


And I was supposed to be home alone.


I was not a happy camper.


Until Sasquatch called and said that his sleepover had fallen through.


And that he was on his way home.


Whew. I may sleep tonight after all.


Not that I'd ever let him know that.

10 comments:

Devon said...

Hey baby girl, I hope you have a good night! BTW, he was probably too high to remember a thing from that fateful day. :)

ciara said...

things always happen for a reason they say...too bad you had to encounter the asshole, but it's good that sasquatch came home.

Maggie May said...

Oh, It's surprising how things work out in the end. Hope you slept good & sound, as I am sure you did!

CrazyCath said...

Things do happen for a a reason, as ciara says...

Akelamalu said...

Good 'ole Sasquatch!

Cheryl said...

Yah, for Sasquatch! I would feel safer too. Although, I am sure he was so stoned, he had no clue. But, you never know and you deserve total peace in your home.

By the way, I deleted triggers. I will let you know when I am back, and I will keep up with your blog (and future book).

XXXXXX

The Rotten Correspondent said...

Cheryl -
WHY? What happened?
Please email me and let me know you're okay.

my two cents said...

Do you think he recognized you? That is pretty scary. I would feel better with Sasquatch around, too.

-Ann said...

Ha. When I saw the graphic come up in my bloglines, I knew exactly where this story was going. Only I was expecting that Sasquatch would have to protect you in the supermarket. Glad it wasn't anywhere near that dramatic.

Jo Beaufoix said...

Blimey, baby girl, better than bitch but very creepy.