Mountain View, CA
My grocery list for this afternoon! Posting a pic of my loot after this :) (I hate the new photosets)
PS: My mom likes to write in the middle of the list for some reason. She’s the “blackberry jam, mustard, freezer bags.” Haha.
Updated, June 8, 2011
As a premier grocery store associate, I often find myself picking up after absent-minded adults. Until the advent of affordable, disposable sippy cups, I fear I’ll forever be cleaning up coffee spills in the bakery department. As for good old fashioned littering however, I don’t know what will need to be patented to curb that mainstay of annoyances.
Occasionally, among the discarded wax tissues and paper bags, I’ll encounter on the floor something a bit more unique: a grocery list. With handheld devices as popular as ever, the idea of a handwritten grocery list seems quaint — something that will inevitably go out with the baby boomers.
Before now, I’ve tossed the lists I’ve found without hesitation, but today I thought I’d start posting them. This first one isn’t particularly special — grocery lists shed little insight into the lives of the people who craft them — but there’s always something undeniably romantic about a lost to-do list. A subtle mystique. Who is this person?
If anyone can fill in the gaps, consider this an open invitation.
UPDATE: Thanks to everyone who helped decipher this.
One of these things is not like the other.
Grocery lists are different here.
Lol master cleanse late nite torture lol
Welcome to my life, this is my grocery list once my better half gets a hold of it.
Beers & non-beers (Lightbox photo)