12 miles and the batshit crazy party planning widow

We had a relaxing if not a tad busy weekend over here.  The most exciting thing that happened was that I logged 12 miles of running!  For real.  8 miles on Saturday and 4 more on Sunday.  I seriously wanted to call the pulmonologist after and tell him about it but I didn’t.  I took a picture of my stats and a particular finger but I refrained from sending.

MacGyver and I and a friend of ours went to an auction.  I love auctions.  MacGyver registered and I even got my own number but I never got the chance to use it because everything that I wanted went to high to fast.  It was depressing.  After a few hours I was over it.

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MacGyver wanted to stay so we arranged for him to get a ride home with his friend and I took the truck home.  When they showed up a few hours later they had a few rugs they had gotten at the end for 10 bucks a piece and I got this Nate Berkus rug which I am in love with!

Nate Berkus

I think I’m slightly addicted to throw rugs.  I bought at least 10 this year.  Obviously I have issues.

On Sunday my Mom, MacGyver and I headed over to Costco to get some things my mom wanted to take back to Tennessee.  It was uneventful until we went to the checkout and then all hell broke loose.

MacGyver was a bit ahead of mom and me so he went to the checkout lane and was pulling out his card while we started to roll the cart in.  At the same time this lady swooped in from the side and started unloading her cart.  MacGyver told her that we were already in line at which point she started slamming her items onto the conveyor and she screamed at him and said ‘no you weren’t’ and accused him of trying to cut in front of her.

He tried explaining the situation but she just kept yelling and cursing at him and then she got right in his face and started screaming ‘f*ck you’ at which point MacGyver may have called her something I’ve never in my life heard him say before.  All of the sudden she started screaming at the top of her lungs and crying and she said, ‘My husband died yesterday and I have to plan a party for tomorrow.’

bat shit crazy

MacGyver said something like, ‘I’m sorry, I didn’t know that’ but she continued to curse at him and scream.  So, MacGyver backed up and told us he didn’t need anything in the cart bad enough to deal with this nonsense and he started to leave.  Right about that time a manager came up and told us that she would ring us up at another register, far away from the woman, (who at this point was still screaming.)  And by now she was telling me that she hoped I die soon so that MacGyver would have to be miserable for the rest of his life.  Lovely.

I wish I was kidding.  I really do but I’m not and it got even uglier.  We peacefully checked out and thinking the crazy lady had left we went to the food court to get something to eat because I was afraid we might encounter her in the parking lot and I wanted to avoid that at all cost so I thought we should delay our exit but unfortunately, she hadn’t left.

batshit and dont know it

MacGyver had gone to get a table and Mom and I were ordering when the lady approached us screaming.  She told me that my husband was an asshole and that she hopes I die soon so that he will have to live a lonely life.  Then she ran towards MacGyver and stuck her middle finger so close to his face I was pretty sure I was going to have to intervene because I knew if she hit him he wouldn’t hit her back.  Fortunately for us, she had upset most of the people in the checkout lanes and management was close behind so when she saw them headed towards her, she left.

Y’all it was the craziest thing I’ve ever experienced.  Just insane.  Several members of management came up to make sure we were okay and apologize to us, even though it was in no way their fault, and many of the other shoppers came up to say how crazy the lady was.  Many said they were super impressed with our level of restraint, but honestly, I just felt really sorry for her because the way she was acting pushed people away and this is a time she probably needs them most.

MacGyver said if she needed to postpone her party, surely people would understand, I mean, her husband just died.  Who hosts a party a day later anyway?  It didn’t make any sense at all and what was even more disturbing was the fact that she was out there driving somewhere with all that pent up anger.

Try as I might, I just can’t excuse her behavior just because she was grieving.  I have never been in her situation but I can almost assure you with 100% certainty that I would NEVER act that way.  Never.

When is the last time you went to Costco?

Have you ever encountered a crazy person in a store or public setting?

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