JopoRyk (joporyk) wrote,
JopoRyk
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Weight Watcher Woes

So I wrote a poem yesterday about Weight Watchers and how the program let me down.  Today I went to Wal-Mart to pick up some things (dog leash, dog food, batteries, heating pad) and when I got to the check-out lane who came up behind me but the woman who used to run the meetings I attended.  Timing, huh?  We chatted: I told her my thoughts about WW as a religion that changed gods every few years, and I told her I thought I just needed to pursue getting the stomach stapling surgery at this point.  She was very pleasant, no pressure or judging from her.

So I went forward to check out, and I loaded onto the conveyer belt the dog food...and the dog leash...and the batteries...and the heating pad.........
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......and the potato chips...and the Oreos...and the Reese's Pieces...

Man, I wish I had not had those things in the cart.  But there they were, and there I was, and there she was.  Boyoboyoboyoboy.
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