“You again.”

“You again,” the Chex Mix Guy said with a smile. “Is there a sale on I don’t know about?” (If you missed it, you can read the first installment of the Chex Mix Guy saga here.)

I gestured toward my few non-Chex Mix items displayed on the conveyor belt before him. “You’d know it if there were.” He’d already scanned my, ahem, two cartons of ice cream.

“What you got last time should last you a few months.”

“I don’t know about months,” I said. “Maybe weeks.”

He nodded his agreement.

“Did you read the latest post about you?”

“Yes, but what about from the last time you were here?” he said.

“I was going to, but I thought people might be getting tired of these stories.”

“There should be a post every time you come,” he said.

So, in compliance with my enabler supplier, that’s what happened yesterday. The time before that, when I arrived at the store on the appointed day–the day highlighted and circled several times on my calendar–the day, you guessed, that my special shipment of Rain Check Cheddar Chex Mix was due to arrive, I first headed to the produce section to pick up some plums. (See, I can buy healthy stuff too.)

Someone scurried past me. I turned to look.

“I’m just going to make sure it came in,” the CM Guy said with nary a preamble.

As I was selecting peaches, he returned with a box, opened to display the Golden Goodness.

I smirked and began counting out my ten, as per the Rain Check agreement.

“I’ll sell you the whole box for 88c each,” he told me.

Saying nothing, I took the box off his hands and deposited it in my cart.

Note the box held 12, so I didn’t go TOO crazy. Also note the expiration date–June 2020. Ha. As if.

He hurried back to his check stand.

“Thank you,” I called.

“Thanks for the survey,” he called back.

After our last encounter, I’d filled out the survey, giving the store top marks and noting CM Guy’s heroic service with the Rain Check to appease Crazy Chex Mix Lady (my apparent nickname. If the shoe fits…) In my survey response, I’d used the words “crime against humanity” in reference to the store’s utter lack of Chex Mix on the shelf and mentioned being about to call The Hague, when CM Guy saved the day.

I might’ve known he’d see that.

So, CM Guy, if you’re reading this, I had to walk a considerable distance to get produce bags for my peaches and plums, past the green organic bags, and even farther to the clear I-like-to-eat-healthy-but-I’m-not-rich produce bags. I’ll have to eat a lot of Chex Mix to earn back those wasted calories.

Do somethin’ about that, would ya?

And, no, everyone, I didn’t actually circle and highlight the day my Chex Mix was due to arrive. I didn’t need to write it down. I knew I’d remember.

What’s your snack of choice or item you stock up on whenever possible?