I've already resigned myself to the fact that I'm never going to live down not only being dressed as "Baby New Year 2014" but having my nappy changed as I laid naked on the floor in front of well over 50 laughing guests at our New Year's Eve Party - not to even mention the involuntary consequences that then occurred from my sister Anna's tickling me.
That's what I get for having been a good sport the prior two years for dressing up as "Baby New Year" as a gag for just a dozen or so close friends.
Yesterday, I went shopping at our local grocery store and while checking out the male teenage bagger smiled and said to me, "Your name is Belinda, isn't it?"
Surprised, I looked at him, smiled back and said, "Yes, it is."
He grinned and said, "Thought so."
Puzzled, I said to him, "I'm sorry, do I know you?"
He grinned back and said, "No. But I feel like I sure know you. My cousin told me you shop here a lot."
As I got a lump in my throat, his next comment confirmed the feeling of dread that had come over me.
"She and her boyfriend were at your sisters' New Year's Eve party," he said.
As my face turned red, with now both the male checker and the young woman waiting in line behind me paying attention to this curious conversation, he continued, "Nice outfit you had on that night. But you looked even better when they took off your..."
I quickly spoke up in a loud voice, hoping to drown out the word "diaper" by frantically interrupting him and asking, "Thanks. Could you do me a huge favor and go get me a case of water, the one that's on sale?"
Snickering slightly, he said, "Sure thing" eyeing me up and down as he walked past the check stand. I then tried to avoid eye contact with the checker and the other customer, who by now were smirking at my discomfort from the awkward exchange they overheard me having with the teenage boy.
Within seconds, the checker had finished ringing up my order so I told him, "You know what, forget the water. I think we have enough at home."
I then swiped my credit card and hurriedly rushed out of the store before the bagger returned. Unfortunately in my haste, when I got outside to my car I realized that I had forgot one of my bags on the check stand.
Walking back into the store, I witnessed the bagger sharing his cell phone with the male cashier who checked me out and a female cashier. All three were laughing, the male checker saying, "That's fucking hilarious! Pissing herself like a little baby..."
I was totally mortified as they turned, shocked, saw me standing there and starring at me for several seconds, perhaps wondering if I would say anything.
But when they saw I was flushed with complete shame and not anger, they then all burst out laughing again. I grabbed my other bag, put my head down in humiliation and walked out as fast as I could.
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