Monster Soup

The “he” Vengari is talking about has already appeared in the comic more than once.

IRL anxiety moment from this morning: After the weekly food box, I went to the store for some milk. At the register, I began paying with the loose change I had. No one was behind me in line, which set me at ease. The cashier was willing to help me pay by pulling out a small container of change left over from other customers. I’m usually good with counting change, but this morning, I was dropping everything I touched. By this time, there were already two more people behind me in line. My social anxiety spiked. I dropped more change, some of it falling between the conveyor and bagging carousel. I sighed and said, “Have you ever had one of those dreams where everything goes wrong? That’s me today.” I think I lost about 60 cents in that void. I keep on handing her nickles and dimes, and finally two pennies. I apologized, got my receipt, and almost forgot my milk. I couldn’t get out of there fast enough. And even now, I’m replaying the moment over and over, that anxiety building with each re-watch. Blah. Awkward and embarrassing, but to those around me, they’ve probably forgotten or never paid attention in the first place. But boy-oh-boy, my mind remembers it all, even adding more that probably wasn’t there. And no salads this week. We could only grab one item from the produce table, and I went for the prepared Creole Seasoning mix (diced onions, peppers, and other things). My plan in the moment was to make jambalaya this week. 😋

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