After my 14th Street bus debacle, I decided to further torture myself: I'd go to Trader Joe's to pick up a few items for the week. As Trader Joe's shoppers know, it's not a wise decision to enter the store on weekends. Usually the lines snake to the front of the store and oftentimes they're visible from outside. The other thing I've never understood is how people can use shopping carts in TJ's. The store is miniscule and the aisles are ridiculously small. It's like trying to ride your bicycle in traffic; there's nowhere to go. Regardless of all this, I trek to the store and I can barely believe what I see: the TJ's employees are holding their "end of line" signs AT THE FRONT OF THE STORE and there's barely anyone standing in line. I grab my basket and begin running around the store like I'm on a game show and I've just won a contest where I get to shop for 10 minutes for free. I can see the cheeses and Luna bars and yogurt. I actually went back to a few aisle to BROWSE and I wasn't in anyone's way. I took my time and didn't have the "I really should get on line or I'll be here forever and get hit in the rear by the person behind me's basket and/or cart." It was a true pleasure to shop at one of my favorite market's in Manhattan. Of course this meant that I spent three times as much as I usually do when I can't maneuver around TJ's, but I didn't care. I almost feel like I should go back and do it again but that would be crazy, wouldn't it?
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