Hy-Vee

I truly have a hatred for Hy-Vee. I am not sure where it started, but it reared it's ugly head last night. I needed to stop and get a couple of things last night after work. I usually do my shopping at Sunshine, but at 5 this leads to traffic issues crossing over the interstate on 12th street. The cars back up for blocks over the bridge. I decided that I would tough out going to the evil place. I pulled into the lot and the place was packed, it reminded me of a bee hive, mindless drones walking around aimlessly, I hate drones, and to make matters worse, some bobblehead on a scooter pulled up in the spot accross from me. I could not believe that they gave drooling vegetables licenses but then I remembered that you didn't need one for a scooter. I walked in and had my business in mind, straight to my goal, cat food and supper. Of course I was fortunate enough to run into the mouth breather, he was still wearing his crash helmet from his powerful hog. As I looked at meat for supper, I could hear him breathing heavily out of his mouth, which he neglected to close, ever. I all but ran to the checkout to get the hell out of the writhing circus called HY-Vee. It comes in second only to Wal-Mart for big top entertainment.