Thursday I was in the grocery store making my way to the check out when a woman strutted past me like she was the coolest person on the planet.  I paid no attention to her in her shades and tee shirt that said something on it that obviosly made her feel important. 

Fast forward a few minutes now and my cart is loaded into the trunk of my car, the baby is strapped safely into her seat and I am trying to leave the Hannaford parking lot.  This same woman struts across the drive in her parachute pants and walks right down the center of my lane until she arrives at her aisle in the parking lot before finally moving completely over and out of the way. 

It said EMS across her back with the insignia underneath it. 

It was at that moment that I contemplated running her down. 

I wondered....would her EMS team come to save her strutting ass? 

Luckily (for her) Ellie was with me, plus I didn't want my ice cream to melt....so I waited for her to move her stupid ass completely out of my way before jetting by. 

Wench.