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Monday, January 5, 2009

Dear dude at the grocery store,

I saw you. Sure did. And I know you know I saw you, too. I know the store was pretty empty today with only a handful of bluehair shoppers, but I came up that aisle where you thought you were alone. And I saw you.


Breaking it down to Oliva Newton-John's "Physical" blaring from the ceiling speakers.


Damn, it was a good time, watching you. And, yes, I saw the shoulder shimmy you broke into when Liv was singing "...animal, animal..." Holy crap on a cracker, that's entertainment.


I tried to be stealth, so as not to stop the show, but dangit, you saw me. Only for a second though. I noticed you did not want to make any real eye contact. Can't say I blame you. I think you must have high-tailed it out of there after that, because I looked for you when Yes's "Owner of a Lonely Heart" came on. I wanted to see what you could do with that jam.


So, thanks, dancing queen. You made my trip to Giant a good time today.


Sincerely,

Trace (who is still giggling...)

3 comments:

Angela said...

Poor guy LOL. I love to see people singing along while they drive along... and I'm sure they love seeing me!

Kristi said...

SO funny! I might bust a move in our grocery store isles, too, if they played cool songs like those! :) No, really, I would!

Kelli @ Gohn Crazy said...

*LOL* That's HILARIOUS!