Because his sleep schedule is whack, he ends up going around midnight and usually has a lot of fun. *sarcasm* The last time he went, he made the mistake of wearing a red shirt.
The employees at our grocery store wear red shirts.
I'm sure you can see where this is going. Needless to say, he ended up taking off his red shirt (he had another shirt under) halfway through his shopping trip.
Yesterday, he offered to go to the grocery for me again and I don't even think I blinked. I was kind of in a funk and just really didn't want to go. By the looks of his Facebook update at 1am, I think he's sorry he offered.
Poor guy. He always has such a hard time finding things, and it doesn't help that we have a brand new HUGE HEB now. It's insane. Nothing is where it should be.
I do send him with a list, but you can rest assured that this was not on that list. I'm not complaining though.