This story is hearsay, but I thought funny enough to share . . . .
I spent Thanksgiving in Maryland with the family this year. Whenever I visit with Mom I always take her grocery shopping before I head back to North Carolina.
So around 10 this morning, we head out to the Gargantuan Grocery (love the word gargantuan, so seldom have an opportunity to use it in a sentence). The highway was heavy with traffic and all the big box parking lots were packed with the BF shoppers. The grocery lot was nearly empty, and the store was also nearly empty. Most of the people there were employees restocking (from yesterday I presume).
Mom gets her shopping done in short order, and we head to the register to pay. I mentioned how empty the store was.
Clerk: That's nothing. Yesterday was packed.
Me: Ah. The "Oh crap, I forgot the cranberry sauce or the gravy crowd."
Clerk: No, actually, the "I forgot the turkey crowd."
Me: No kidding! Glad I wasn't them.
Clerk: Yep. We sold out of turkeys on Wednesday.
Me: *laughs*
Clerk: One fellow almost bought our last three, asked me if they'd be thawed in time for dinner.
Me: Thawed as in time for dinner Thanksgiving?
Clerk: Yep. Then he told me he was going to deep fat fry them. I warned him not to try and fry a frozen turkey. He didn't buy them, but told me to hold on to them because he'd be back to get them if he couldn't find any that were already thawed.
Me: Oh. My. God.
Unfortunately, I don't know how the story turned out . . . but I didn't hear any stories about dumbwits burning down their houses deep fat frying their turkerys in Mom's area, so he either gave up or found a thawed turkey somewhere.
I spent Thanksgiving in Maryland with the family this year. Whenever I visit with Mom I always take her grocery shopping before I head back to North Carolina.
So around 10 this morning, we head out to the Gargantuan Grocery (love the word gargantuan, so seldom have an opportunity to use it in a sentence). The highway was heavy with traffic and all the big box parking lots were packed with the BF shoppers. The grocery lot was nearly empty, and the store was also nearly empty. Most of the people there were employees restocking (from yesterday I presume).
Mom gets her shopping done in short order, and we head to the register to pay. I mentioned how empty the store was.
Clerk: That's nothing. Yesterday was packed.
Me: Ah. The "Oh crap, I forgot the cranberry sauce or the gravy crowd."
Clerk: No, actually, the "I forgot the turkey crowd."
Me: No kidding! Glad I wasn't them.
Clerk: Yep. We sold out of turkeys on Wednesday.
Me: *laughs*
Clerk: One fellow almost bought our last three, asked me if they'd be thawed in time for dinner.
Me: Thawed as in time for dinner Thanksgiving?
Clerk: Yep. Then he told me he was going to deep fat fry them. I warned him not to try and fry a frozen turkey. He didn't buy them, but told me to hold on to them because he'd be back to get them if he couldn't find any that were already thawed.
Me: Oh. My. God.
Unfortunately, I don't know how the story turned out . . . but I didn't hear any stories about dumbwits burning down their houses deep fat frying their turkerys in Mom's area, so he either gave up or found a thawed turkey somewhere.
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