...so yesterday was the NHL entry draft (started at 8pm Atlantic Time),we were at our favourite grocery store,as we just got back from Florida vacation and had limited food supplies.
7:40pm,in the line to check-out--only 10min. max from home...the line I picked was pretty empty,but didn't appear to be moving very quickly--then I spot "the sign" -->
Cashier in Trainin....NOOOOOO!
I hadn't set my tv show to record,sh*t!
But since I had worked for this grocery store chain for 13 years,I understood what the poor woman was going through,I didn't want to add to her already stressful day--as I later found out...it was here FIRST day--double sh*t!
Made it out of the grocery store by 8pm,now to fly home without getting a speeding ticket. phewwwf,made it 8:13pm...Gary Bettman (buttman as we call him) was still yappin'--hadn't missed anything important.
T brought in all the groceries and put them away--what a doll she is!--parked my ass on the couch eating Cool Ranch Doritos,and sippin' on Lemon-Lime Powerade waiting to find out when my Wildcats would get drafted,and also who my Washington Capitals would pick with there 1st round,pick #26.
Sounds like a good old hockey draft night!
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