Ghetto Meijer
I could probably fill an entire blog with stories of my adventures at the 28th st. and Kalamazoo Meijer. Every time I go there, I swear that I will never again return. Yet, like a dog to it's vomit, I keep going back. (sorry for the grossy reference). The weirdest things always happen to me there. Yesterday, while shopping, I saw a woman with dark black hair wearing a TIGHT t-shirt that read "I bet you wish your girlfriend was blonde like me." Huh.
posted by gretchenjohnson @ 4:33 PM
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Haha, I know how you feel. I say that I will not go there anymore, as it is disgusting and creepy....But, since it is so close and it takes me an hour to get groceries (not matter what...), I end up back there again and again. Yesterday, I had to go back out to the car after checking out because I could not find my wallet. I thought someone might have stolen it, but I thankfully found it in the car.
Cascade Meijer > all Meijers.
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