Who says nothing exciting ever happens on grocery runs?

Sundays are my designated grocery shopping days. It’s wonderfully therapeutic pushing my trolley up and down the supermarket aisles and even if I don’t really need a restock on supplies, I like bringing the kids along with me to pick up some apples, milk and a tub of ice cream.

Ok, I know lots of people who dress real nice, put on makeup and falsies for a trip to the supermarket and hats off to them but I’m not one of those people. My supermarket shopping outfit consists of flip flops, shorts and if I’m lucky, a tee that isn’t covered with baby-puree stains.

Admittedly, yesterday wasn’t one of those lucky days. I was out on my regular midday grocery run at my neighborhood supermarket, looking as auntie as I possibly could – hair  out of place, decked in my favorite comfy shorts and a tee the husband insists should have been converted to a floor rag a long time ago. Baby Finn was on my right hip, dressed in an old hand-me-down romper and looking a little grubby. Next to me, Kirsten was wearing an outgrown dress that’s all faded from repeated washing. It used to be her favorite princess dress from a year ago but now, it’s worn out and 3 inches too short for her. But she insists on wearing it so I let her do it when we take these short trips out of the house.

At the supermarket, the first thing we usually do is get a trolley so I can dump the kids in it but yesterday, we were out of $1 coins so I dug out a 50-cent coin, two 20-cent coins and a 10-cent coin, headed over to the nearest friendly-looking lady and asked if she had a dollar coin to exchange.

The first lady I approached didn’t have any. I glanced around and spotted someone else.

“Hi, do you happen to have a $1 coin I can exchange with?” I asked, holding out my hand with the bunch of coins in it.

She looked at me like she didn’t understand a single word I just said.

“I need to get a trolley and I’m out of $1 coins. Do you have any to swap?” I asked again, this time giving the coins in my open palm a little jingle.

She glanced at Finn who was perched on my hip, then at Kirsten and back at me, with a look I couldn’t quite place.

By now, in my head I was a all like “C’mon lady, it’ll just take you 10 seconds to check your wallet. Surely your pack of grapes can wait 10 seconds.”

As if she could read my mind, she reached into her wallet and started digging. She found 30 cents. Then she started rummaging the rest of her bag for more loose change and after an uncomfortable minute or so, she managed to locate another 35 cents. She held the 65 cents and hesitated for a moment before attempting to shove the bunch of coins into my hand.

At this point, it suddenly dawned on me that OMG SHE TOTALLY THINKS THAT I’M BEGGING FOR MONEY. She must be like “Poor disheveled woman with the scruffy baby and the gaudily-dressed kid. Looks like someone has already given her some coins. Maybe if I give her 65 cents, she will stop harassing me and go away.”

I’ve never actually asked a stranger for money and certainly never met anyone who thought that I was asking for money so I had no idea how to react. I was like “No, no, I just need to EXCHANGE my money with your money so I can get a trolley,” gesturing to my coins and the trolley station like an idiot. “I’m really not trying to take your 65 cents.”

Behind me, the husband (who had witnessed the entire exchange) was trying his best not to fall over on the floor laughing.

I suppose there’s a first time for everything, even asking strangers for money.

11 Comments on Who says nothing exciting ever happens on grocery runs?

  1. Sophie
    July 1, 2013 at 10:59 am (1 year ago)

    Hi Daphne – have been following you for a quite bit – you do make my day with your daily blog…. just a bit of info I overheard while I was queuing up “20cents works on the cold storage trolley”… ssshh… and it works!! I’ve not tried on NTUC trolleys but… doesn’t hurt to try.. x

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    • Daphne
      July 1, 2013 at 11:09 am (1 year ago)

      Hahaha seriously?!! I had no idea and I didn’t want to be the joker who damaged the coin slot with a 20-cent coin. I’m going to try it next week.

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    • Daphne
      July 1, 2013 at 11:13 am (1 year ago)

      The husband was laughing his head off there but it wasn’t so funny while it was happening to me. Equal parts awkward and embarrassing.

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  2. Christine
    July 1, 2013 at 11:14 am (1 year ago)

    OMG! You are so funny and you can describe things so well! I just pictured your story above in a techni-color quality video and I was laughing hard as I read every line of your writing.
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    • Daphne
      July 1, 2013 at 11:51 am (1 year ago)

      Thankfully there weren’t many people around to witness it. It’s the kind of thing that’s only funny on retrospect, and when it’s happening to someone else.

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  3. Susan
    July 1, 2013 at 11:55 am (1 year ago)

    Oh dear, I would probably go red in the face and just tell her never mind. Trust your hubby to stand by the sides and laugh about it.
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    • Daphne
      July 1, 2013 at 2:16 pm (1 year ago)

      Haha I ended up making a quick getaway and it was too awkward having to approach another person while she was looking so I ended up not using a trolley instead.

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  4. Eunice
    July 1, 2013 at 1:04 pm (1 year ago)

    Sorry…but this is really funny (I’m sure it din seem funny to u then)
    HAHAHAHA

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    • Daphne
      July 1, 2013 at 2:17 pm (1 year ago)

      It only became funny after we all got back into the car and we were laughing the entire way back so yeah, I do see the humor in the whole situation..

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  5. Rebecca Koh
    July 1, 2013 at 2:54 pm (1 year ago)

    Oooo no…you must be in really bad shape.

    Hahhaaha

    i was once mistaken for my boy’s grandma by a fishmonger because I was not “dressed properly” like yourself, its only a wet market, i thought. Fishmonger asked in mandarin ” ni de sun ah?” I replied, “huh”

    i boycott that fishmonger till this day.

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