It was 4 o'clock in the afternoon when Amanda Worthington lay her life bare for all to see.
"It was the worst day ever," she whispered tensely. "I was about to start my period, my boyfriend and I broke up the night before, and my sister called and begged me to pick up 10 two-liter bottles of Dr Pepper at the store for her kids' soccer practices. I wanted to say no, but she threatened to tell our mother about the time I ate her lipstick."
"Mom's very protective of her lipstick," Amanda added. "And it only happened last year."
Despite Amanda's terrible day, she found no care or kindness coming from her fellow shoppers that afternoon. "In fact," Amanda says, "I felt like people were staring at me. Judging. Am I crazy?"
Amanda, a slightly pudgy hospice nurse, pushed a cart filled with a box of tampons, four chocolate bars, 10 two-liter bottles of soda, and 8 boxes of Hungry Man Salisbury Steak frozen dinners.
"Oh. The Salisbury Steak was for Mr. Vitols, an elderly man I shop for sometimes. If I don't bring his Hungry Man, he waves his cane and curses me in Latvian," Amanda added.
Continue Reading...Do You Have Shopping Cart Anxiety? — Part 1