Paul Goldfinger photo. Wegmans, Ocean
A new shipment of sweet onions had just arrived; from where? Maybe Peru.
Eileen and I were selecting some onions. We liked their color, size, shape, and potential for salads. We were discussing the situation.
Suddenly I felt a presence behind me; I turned. A man, perhaps age 60 was standing nearby staring at our onion exploration.
Me: “Eileen, I think this man wants to get at the onions.”
She: “OK;” We stepped aside.
Me: I turned toward the man and I said, “Ok you can get the onions. ”
Man: “I don’t want any”
Me: “Oh. It seemed like you do.”
Man: ” No; I was just eavesdropping on your conversation.”
Me to him: ” I didn’t know that we are so fascinating .” He smiled as did I.
Then we headed towards the potatoes. He stayed by the onions.
On the way to the cashier we squeezed some avocados. Eileen is an expert avocado squeezer. She picked out four, and we were done. She prefers to check out with a person. I like the electronic self checkout, but I need help about 1/3 the time. It’s more complicated than you might think.
” Duo For Two Shoppers in E Major” by Jacque Offenbach. Uh, oops—It’s for two cellos.