Today I accompanied my friend Alyssa to the lovely Winco.
Now if you’re not sure what Winco is, to me… it’s the equivalent of a Grocery Outlet. I just think the whole place is pretty nasty, call me a grocery store snob- but I just don’t like it. Maybe it’s something about the rush of having to bag your own groceries?? I don’t know…
Not to mention, because I live in a college town- where there are two universities 6 miles apart- and we’re all poor- there’s always 234,809 people there. Really.
Anyway- today we decided to make a trip because of their bulk foods section.
We walk in, I grab a grocery cart- and SLICE MY PINKY TOE OPEN!
I don’t even know how it happened really, but it hurt(s) real bad!
Then I’m looking down thinking- oh no- are you going to bleed?? I thought maybe I just hit it… no it starts GUSHING blood.
So I head over to the customer service to ask if they have a band aid.
The lady looks at me like I’m an idiot, but proceeds to hand me ONE band aid. At this point… I needed gauze.
So I limped on over to the bathroom and it just starts gushing… like I’m not kidding blood on the floor… the paper towels are filling with blood.
I didn’t even want to look at it. THANK GOD I was the only one in the bathroom.
I ended up making a makeshift bandage by wrapping paper towel around the toe and then using the band aid as tape around the paper towels.
UGH, it was such a mess!
And my toe still hurts… not to mention- this was just ONE more stressful thing to add to my horrible dead week.
Ugh, thank God it’s Thursday tomorrow!
How are you?