And nothing goes better with Rice Dream than sprinkles. It's been rather hard for me to have enough sprinkles on hand to keep up with my ice cream intake. And I'm kinda particular. I don't like the crunchy sprinkles, I do like them multicolored, and I like mass quantities of them. Hence, my trip to Pavilions.
Pavilions is another version of Vons, which is another version of Ralphs, which is another version of Albertson's. To me, all supermarkets are the same, more or less, and I visit whichever one is on my way home or to some other destination. There are definitely food deserts in my city, but not where I live. It's the choice, and keeping up with the specials, that is the problem.
I went to Pavilions for one thing, and one thing only - sprinkles. But I had to check to see if they sell Rice Dream Ice Cream - so far I've only found it at the healthy food stores (how ironic). I didn't find the Rice Dream in the freezer, but I found something else.
A man's wallet, with a stack of dollars on top of it, the outer one a $10 bill. Oh baby, I thought. Someone crazier than me! So I grabbed the wallet and cash and went to the manager's station to turn it in. There was a sweet, young Hispanic employee there, and I asked her to get me the manager. She got all wide-eyed, went to the phone, and paged the manager. We waited and waited. She paged again.
I looked at her and asked if he was coming. She got kinda scared and asked if I had a complaint. Now I was getting testy. All I wanted was my sprinkles and I wasn't getting any closer to getting them at this rate. No dear, I told her. I found this wallet.
Well, if they had an Olympic event for getting the manager, this gal would win. Turned in the wallet (apparently a regular), went back to the aisle to get my sprinkles, bought them and went home.
Just a normal day in the life. Sure wish I had found the Rice Dream instead.
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