theresaurus

April 16, 2012

The tiny grocery store down the street

Filed under: Uncategorized — theresaurus @ 10:08 am

Something is happening to the planet. I’m used to watching the sunset from my balcony and now I have to go outside my front door to see it. Why did the sun decide to set all the way over there? Daylight seems to last longer by the day, too. This is very strange.

I stopped in at the grocery store down the street because I’ve felt guilty for failing to purchase anything there lately. I bought oranges. Not that I wanted any, but there are so few things from which to choose. The oranges are from California. I am from Washington state. The old geezer had bad breath. So did I, probably.

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2 Comments »

  1. I get those guilt pangs about the saka ya…. such nice people – they used to check my kanji when I takkyubinned things to MIL. Fortunately it makes a good excuse to buy beer. The saka ya man has an incredible memory for people and their cigarettes – no need to say the brand “tobacco ” is enough. He even knows which smokers always buy cigarettes and which may come into the shop and not buy them.
    The supermarket is convenient, but I’m always looking for what I can get from the saka ya … mostly beer, milk and eggs. It’ll be a sad day if they close.

    Comment by ponkanchan — April 17, 2012 @ 2:24 pm

    • I feel really guilty about the dry cleaner/stationary store on the same block. I used to take Sam’s suits in to be cleaned but now he uses at place near his office instead so I never go anymore. At least the shop gets a lot of junior high school kids in to buy pens and stuff.

      Comment by theresaurus — April 21, 2012 @ 12:53 am


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