Pathetic

I had a Bridget Jonesesque moment tonight in the supermarket. I got to the counter, a hugely overweight woman was serving me and gave me the pitying look. I looked down at my purchase, to see that it was obvious to all that I was in for a night by myself rather than a Friday night out. The purchases consisted of: A bottle on Pinot Grigio, an add water and microwave pasta meal for one, Cosmo, washing up liquid, and a loaf of bread. Even my shopping was boring. I don't like being pitied by people that by right should be pitied by me.

I am VERY worried that I can't get onto the lobster magnet website.