GFF Grocery has lived up to the exclamation of my sister "Great Freakin Food!". I finally found those 8 oz shot cans of Diet Coke with Lime after visiting two other stores this afternoon. Thrilled with my good fortune, I decide to peruse thier video dept (is calling it a "video" section as outdated as a "record store"?). As I peruse, I am approached by a 30-ish working class guy (not approached, he just walks up)
guy: "How you doin'?"
quirkyalone me: "Doin well, thanks."
him: "What movies come out lately that'r good?"
me: "How long has it been since you've looked at movies?"
he of the early self disclosure: "Well, I just got out of prison, so..."
finally making eye contact: "You have not seen movies in a while, have you? What kind of movie do you like?"
*note that I am aware I will have no recommendations for this man but if he needs to connect with a bookish girl in the GFF so be it.*
him: "Oh, action, action." (picking up a DVD) "You like 'at Matchstick Men?"
me: "Erumph, well, Nicholas Cage..."
My dad later commented, "You laugh at The GFF, but you got what you wanted...and maybe a little more!"
Why didn't I have these when I spent my 4th Valentine's Day in a row with teenagers at a conference?
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