I Just got hit on by the Grocery Store Check Out Lady

You know what’s really, really creepy?  When you are married and someone hits on you.  I can’t remember the last time this happened to me, but it is just weird.  I mean, I am a hotty (see yeah right), so I guess I shouldn’t be surprised when another woman besides my extremely attractive wife thinks I am the bees knees, but it is just weird.  I don’t get hit on a lot, mostly because I very open about how much I love my wife, I don’t go to bars, and I choose not to hang around crazy people.  Also, I am not a flirt (except with my wife—cause that’s hot).  I really don’t agree with the premise of flirting when you are married anyways, but that’s for another day.  I am still trying to absorb what just happened because it was that strange.  Here’s the low down.

The Low Down

I was checking out of the grocery store and I was making small talk about kids with the check out lady.  I used my club card in order to get like $1.17 off of a $130 bill because I am super frugal and the check lady said something very, very forward and odd.  She stopped me as I was about to hand her the signed receipt and she pointed to my wedding band and said, “Are you attached to that?”  I was so taken aback, I replied, “Yeah, that’s my wife.”  What I really wanted to say was “WTF lady?  I am here to buy groceries for my family not cruise the single mom scene.  Oh, and girlfriend, don’t ever point at my wedding band again (snap snap!!)!”

It was so weird.  Was she asking if I would like to have an affair?  Was she asking for me to leave my wife because I bought groceries from her?  Was she asking for my wedding band for some crazy satanic ritual?  Who knows.  All I know is that the next time I go in that store I am double checking to make sure she isn’t checking me out, if you know what I mean.  It sucks because now I have to avoid her and the really, really slow old lady who they put in the express aisle constantly because she literally can not handle more than ten items at a time. 

 

When I left the store, I immediately called my wife to tell that I was just hit on and that I was grossed out by the whole experience.  It does kinda make you feel good about yourself to know you still got it (whatever that means), but the check out lady really did look like one of those troll dolls so I think I felt more disgusted than empowered. 

So, have any of you married folk been hit on?  Was it really disgusting or an ego boast?  Did you tell your spouse?