An American in East London

Look at me...a new post within a day. I know. I am impressive. Seriously.

Speaking of seriously, I hope you are all keeping up on Grey's Anatomy. I have been watching it on itunes with my flat mates. Its just so good. Its like sex. Only better. Okay, not better, but still very very good. And hot.

Okay, but the point of this blog was to tell you all about my adventures in an East London grocery store. It was rather embarrassing but oh so funny.

I had to go grocery shopping, again. I have been spending so much money lately that I decided to go to LiDL. Its a German store, I believe, that sells food pretty cheap. Its kind of a "quantity" type of store. Not so much "quality." haha. yeah. So I venture on down to the part of East London where it is. If you are not familiar, East London is not exactly high end type areas. You wouldn't expect rich ladies out shopping or couples strolling down the park with coffee. Its more like, crazy women buying crack from the three-legged man with his cat-dog hybrid and couples prostituting together to make a decent income. But, no bother. I dont mind. I grew up in Aurora so its practically the same. So, I made it alive to the store.

I pick out my items. Some of the stuff was a little sketch, but it was so cheap that I risked it. haha. I even got some noodle mixes that are in german. So, I don't know how to read them but it will be fun.

I proceed to check-out. Big line. Lots of people. My total is like 17 quid. Roughly $35. I put my card in. Error. Okay, no worries. I have two cards! I come prepared. Error. "Um, sorry, we don't accept those kinds of cards...you will have to pay with cash." So, inside I freak out. I tell her I dont have that much, only like 10 quid. I ask if I can go put some stuff back but she says no, I can't go back in. So she motions the security guard to come and assist us. She helps the next customer while the security guard "helps" me count my money. Out loud none the less. "See, you have 5 more pounds. No, you are counting wrong, thats worth 20p." It was bad. Everyone was looking at me and inside I just wanted to curl into a little ball, eat a reeses peanut butter cup, and watch heroes. But, I couldn't.

So...he has me cut back in line and we recheck everything. But it was funny because we were taking stuff from my basket, having her check it out, and then putting it back in the basket. It all got mixed up. Oy...but I think they were so tired of me that they didn't care and they let me go...just short of some sandwich meat and orange juice.

I took a bus home. There were so many people and they wouldn't let me get off at my stop. People suck sometimes. But then again, it makes life funny and gives me something to laugh about when its all said and done. So, I opened up my package of chocolate chip cookies and walked home. Proud to be an American in East London, looking like a fool, giving the locals something to chuckle at. Classic.