To start with, Ryan assures me that the Wal Mart in Arizona is not ghetto. Coming from California, Walmart if to be avoided at costs. Well here the closest store is a Wal Mart Neighborhood Market. In case you don't know what this it, it is a Wal Mart grocery store. Yeah.... that's a thing.
So Ryan and T take me to go shopping for groceries. Me, being the California White Girl I am (which is a special breed of white girl), pretty much had a meltdown.... in walmart. Yeah, that happened.
It all started (and ended) in the produce section. I don't know how many people have seen the produce section of Wal Mart but... wow. In CA I was on a huge juice kick. (side note, I really need to start juicing again!) I would have juice every day at lunch and loved juicing. Nothing is better for a CWG (California White Girl) than some fresh, organic fruits and veggies from Sprouts for her juice. So low and behold I am set into not only a different state, but a different produce department. There really should be an anthropological study on what happens when you put a CA girl into a different produce section.
Finding myself stuck in this inferior supermarket for my veggies I had an
THERE WAS NO KALE!!!
Yes, you read correctly. NO kale. None. At this point I started freaking out a little bit more. Who can make a decent juice with any nutritional value without Kale?!?! I mean really! I eventually found some baby kale mixed with spinach in a box. Had another meltdown but pulled through and made some sub par juice.
I have since moved past my crazy CWG tendencies, that and Ryan lets me now go to Sprouts for my produce at least! After much therapy, and binge watching the OC, I have since moved on and am feeling better about my new lot in life. It was touch and go for a while, but I'm okay.
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