A couple of months ago, I was at the nearby Harris-Teeter grocery store, and found myself on the pasta/rice aisle. I noticed they had Barilla pasta on sale for 10 for $10, and I stepped back so a woman with an overloaded cart and a small boy of about 5 years old could pass by. She stopped to look at the pasta too, and I asked the little boy which type of pasta was his favorite. Cute as could be, he pipes up and says “the screwdriver kind.” He went over to the shelf, grabbed a box of rotini and put it in my basket for me.
It was at that point when the mother, with a conspiratorial look over her left shoulder, then her right one, and in a whisper, she leaned in and said, “I don’t want to talk out of turn, but these are 10 for $10 here, but the same brand is much cheaper at the Giant grocery store.” No kidding! 10 for $10 is a pretty good price! She says, “The price at Giant is much better. The same brand is only 5 for $5.”
She smiled, the kid gave me a wave, and they went along their way. All I could think was that I hoped she wasn’t homeschooling her kid.