Aarcyn:

Oh you mean at the supermarket?? where they have the colored panels overhead??

That's a very good question.

This store is so big that they have these panels on each side of the store. So you are talking about 200 registers here.

Lots of shoppers, lots of various people speaking different languages and many who don't speak english. So the color thing and the number thing (which is universal), well it's a great idea.

It's only when you first go in the store and you don't know what the heck is going on, and you think they are calling out Bingo numbers, well, believe me, that was a hoot.

The guy who was helping me couldn't get over that I had never heard of this shopping process.

I said to him; "Are you serious? I live in Brooklyn, where they have exactly 4 registers at my local supermarket. Everybody knows each other and if I show up and I thought I brought $20.00 to go shopping and my bill comes out to $25.00, the assistant manager walks over to me and goes "Melody, here's $5.00, pay me back when you next come in".

I've only had to do this twice, but believe me, I walked home, got the money, and returned immediately. With my memory, I don't want any problems.

One day, the manager Heidi told me to pick out brownie mix and all other ingredients and go home and make a batch of brownies for the people in the store. So I did. I live exactly one block from the store.

I went home, made the brownies and cut them into pieces, and brought them to the store, and everybody had a good time.

So you can imagine my face when I walk into a gigantic supermarket and they are playing BINGO!!!! lol

Melody

Well, I would rather have a ladybug ANYTIME, than any other kind of bugs.

I think SOME bugs may have a purpose on this earth, (I guess).

But to me, ants, waterbugs, roaches, well too bad they outlived the dinosaurs.

lol

P.S. I have a funny story to tell you guys.
Years and Years ago, when I was 24 years old, I had just moved to another apartment and my friend Loretta stayed over.

Well, somehow, SOME THING, got into my house. Ever see two 24 year old females screaming at the top of their lungs, clinging to each other because THIS THING IS FLYING AROUND MY KITCHEN???

And believe me IT WAS A THING!!!!

Well, my neighbor must have thought someone broke in because he comes running and we let him in and we both go running into the bathroom. Now he has no idea why we are screaming. Honestly I couldn't even breathe I was so petrified.

He finally understood that there was SOMETHING in the kitchen.

So he went hunting and we heard a WHOMP!! and he goes, "okay, I got it, you can come out now".

Well, let me tell you, there was this DRAGONFLY thing on the floor next to the refridgerator. The guy said "you know, I have never seen one this size before". "I don't blame you".

He didn't blame us???? Are you kidding? He was lucky we came out of the bathroom to see this thing on the floor.

He got rid of it.

I know me, I could never live in the country where some of my friends live. They have racoons, and things and nothing bothers them.

If I had all the money in the world, I'd live in a penthouse apartment on top of a large building, and the whole thing would be hermetically sealed and I'd have my own hydroponic garden where i could grow everything under water, and there wouldn't be a bug alive in that place.

But that's not going to happen. So until it does, there's always RAID!!!! lol

Oh, here's another funny one.

Ten years ago, all my neighbors and I were across the street like we do every summer night. Some of them were drinking their mimosas and margueritas, and I'd be having my spring water, and we'd be chilling, WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN, we saw two eyes staring back at us from the curb.

The thing started to hop. Now I live in the outskirts of NYC. There are no things that hop. I do not live in the country.

THERE ARE NO THINGS THAT HOP in my neck of the woods, trust me on this.

So there were were, about 15 of us females, it was 7:30 p.m. and this giant frog (what do you call these giant frogs??). Well, he was resting quite comfortably in front of my friend's house. We all sat suddenly still afraid to move. I said "oh my god, what do we do"???

My friend Esther said "go up and get Joe, he'll know what to do".

Why would Joe know what to do? Because Joe has three 10 gallon aquariums filled with salamanders and lizards so OBVIOUSLY JOE IS NOT SCARED OF ANY HOPPING THINGS, RIGHT??

So we go and yell for Joe and he comes down laughing and we point to the thing with two eyes blinking back at us.

Joe is 6 feet 3 inches talll. Ever see 15 females behind a guy who is 6 feet 3 inches tall??? We must have looked ridiculous.

So Joe is quietly moving toward it and the thing hops. Well, guess who hopped on Joe's back??? ME!!!

We were 15 sreaming females and one crazy girl who hopped on Joe's back.

I mean, it was so ridiculous it was funny!!!

He says "Melody, if you want me to get this giant Bullfrog (oh, yeah, I think that's what he called it), he said "you have to get off of me".

I ran up to the top of the stairs and Joe went to catch the Bullfrog.

He caught it and he went two blocks away and released it.

Good god, now we had Bullfrogs in Brooklyn.

So from then on, I was on Bullfrog patrol, ant patrol and whatever other patrol I might be on.

I COULD NEVER LIVE IN THE COUNTRY, you can bet on that!!!! lol

:ROTFLMAO::ROTFLMAO::ROTFLMAO:

You are too funny!

When I worked in the factory, I saw a bug that scared me - otherwise, i'm only scared of spiders.

This thing, we all thought it was a bat, it was that big. It was night and it flew in and the way it moved, you'd swear it was a bat. Even the guys were creeped out. So it lands - it's a giant moth!

:eek:

Okay, that is not the worst of it. One of the guys grabs a 2 x 4 and wacks it - hard. hits it again, just to be sure it's dead. He walks away and the thing just flies off like nothing happened!


ALL of us just went " OMG!!!! Did you SEE that?"

:eek:

Speaking of bullfrogs, same factory... one of the guys went to get a crate and a bullfrog hops out at him - big as my dog, LOL.

This guy jumped over the crate and ran away screaming like a little girl. He was out the door. I never saw him move so fast.

Alrighty....speaking of things that girls hate, dislike, totally freak out about, how about mice??? :eek:

Now I don't live in the city. Used to be able to see the NYC skyline til my parents thought it would be a great idea to move to the country. Well, I guess to be fair there are mice and other nasty rodents in the city as well. Anyway, I had a mouse in my house and like any self respecting woman, jump on anything higher than the mouse and scream REALLY LOUD!!!

We couldn't catch the little critter. So next trip to home depot I decided to buy a 'sticky' mouse trap because it was suppose to be kind to the mouse. So here I am supposing that the mouse....whom I am hating at this moment, would get his little feet stuck and my husband, being the good man that he is, would check under the sink faithfully every day, to be sure the mouse was not there......Did he???? NOOOOOO! I assumed he had, but we all know what happens when we assume.

So, I would NOT look under my sink fearing I would see the little mouse that scared me s--tless.....until the odor came. :eek: Of course my husband was NOT home, and now I faced the day knowing the dead mouse or something was under my sink, smelling. What to do?

My dad had had the flu for the past week, but I knew he was invincible. Dare I call him, and ask how he was?

First I needed to check under the sink. I cracked the door of the cabinet. :eek: There was that poor mouse, that I hated with all my heart rolled over on his body and had ripped his skin off. He wasn't dead...just skinless. Who the heck said these stupid traps were humane?

I called my dad and asked how he was feeling. He said how kind it was for me to call. Yeah, alright dad but I need you to be my hero and come and get the half live mouse from under my sink and do something with it!!!! I am flipping out over it!

He came to my rescue...flu and all. I love my dad! :hug: