Supermarket Snoop

There's nothing liking bumping into your naturopath in the supermarket to make you reassess your trolley.
Or start you searching for a couple of massive bags of LSA to plonk on top of the 'forbidden fruits' in there.
Or start scrambling to hide certain items under others like a naughty child trying to avoid detection.

Does this broccoli make my chocolate look healthy?

I rounded an aisle in Woolworths today and smiled when I recognised my lovely naturopath and her daughter heading in the opposite direction.
Then I actually cursed in my head when I realised that there was chocolate, un-natural yoghurt, processed foods and non organic produce all in plain view for the health goddess world to see.


How had I not been struck with trolley shame before now?
Was it worth mentioning that we were having an Australia Day celebration soon and the soft drink was on special?
Had she heard my son yell-talking about did I want any tampons or pads "for woo undeez and the bad stuffs, Mum"?  (The mind boggles at where he gets the "bad" part from!!)


The worst part is, I was so preoccupied with the contents of my trolley and hoping that she at least awarded me some points for making it dark chocolate, that I barely glanced at hers. Didn't take inventory at all.


But I can tell you that I small mindedly presume the woman in front of me at the register lives alone. Frozen meals and cat food galore on that conveyor belt.


And that the teenagers to the side without nothing but lemons and salt? They're partying tonight - Mexican style.


Do you 'check out' at the check out?
Do you hide any 'unmentionables' in the depths of your trolley?


Shar :-)