These Things Happen to Me All The Time ....

So you can file this moment under "Things that only happen at Wal-Mart." An elderly gentleman with a glass eye walked up to me and asked me if I regularly use these Great Value items you can get at Wal-Mart. You know what I'm talking about? They have a basic white label on them and just say what it is. Totally generic. Like Great Value Milk has a white label that says "Great Value ... 2% Milk" and not fancy logos or anything. So, basically this is our exchange:

Man: "'Scuse me, do you regularly use these 'Great Value" stuff? Have you had good luck with them?"

Me: *Don't stare at the glass eye! Don't stare at the glass eye! Don't stare at the glass eye!* "Uh, yeah, they seem to be just glass, uh fine."

Man: "Well, they're a lot cheaper, but I don't know. I usually go with name brand."

Me: *Leaning forward and squinting to see if I can see my reflection in his glass eye.* "Well, a lot of people are that way. But, so far I've been pretty glassy .. HAPPY with the Great Value stuff."

Man: "Well, I'm thinking of giving in and trying it out. It'll save a lot of money."

Me: *Now moving to the left to see if his glass eye follows me and getting slightly creeped out and suddenly realizing it's probably showing on my face.* "It's kind amazing how much glass, uh money you can save. A glass, uh gallon of milk is .80 cents cheaper than the name brand."

Man: "Yeah, but I'm pretty picky about what I eat. I'm trying to convince myself it will be okay."

Me: *Now really wanting to ask him if removes the glass eye and puts it on his bedside when he sleeps. Or, if he considered just going with an eye patch and becoming a Pirate.* "Well, I've been pretty surprised by how glass, uh good the generic stuff has been."

Man: "Well, you convinced me."

Me: *Great, now I've potentially made an enemy out of a creepy glass eyed man who could be the central character in a Steven King novel right before Halloween.* "Glass! Uh, Great! They seem to be pretty good."

Man: "We'll see how it works out."

Me: LOL! "We'll 'SEE' ... that's a good one."


Seriously, "Man with glass eye" isn't even on most Wal-Mart Bingo cards. And of all the people in that place, and it was crowded, he has to come up to me to strike up a conversation? Why me?

Personally, I think he does it to entertain himself. I'm betting he got home and told his wife "Hey honey! I totally creed this dude out at Wal-Mart today. You should have see him. He was staring at my glass eye and the look on his face was freaking priceless. What a goober!"

Either that or his glass eye is actually a camera, and he's added me to his collection of people he's going to kill on Halloween for making fun of his glass eye. It could go either way really.