To Impress the Cashier
Eating my Lean Cuisine spaghetti fourth day in a row
Others may be wondering if it is all I have; I have other foods
Vegetables and fruits that are rotting;
I only buy them to impress the cashier
I am pretty sure she is wondering how I gained forty pounds in a year
Because my grocery cart is chalk full weekly of the healthy stuff
Radishes, lettuce, eggplant, kiwi, strawberries, blueberries.
I order my potato chips, cookies, and candy bars in bulk from Prime.
“Great job!” the cashier says, nodding her approval.
And she thought I could not handle living on my own!
“You forgot your car keys!” She says pleasantly as I reach the door.
“Thanks Mom”.
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