Manorfire

I often shop at my local Morrisons in the early hours of the morning. I don't do a huge shop - just a few things we need. Thus, when it comes to paying, I don't really need any help with the packing.

In spite of this, and probably because I'm in a wheelchair, the night time supervisor usually comes across for a natter while she packs my purchases. It's a personal, friendly service, which I'd barely noticed until last week.

Here's the recap of what happened

I'd shopped as usual and gone to the till. In my basket were two bottles of wine (on offer) and a four pack of bottled beer. I'd also added my favourite brand of mixed nuts. I'll push the boat out tonight, I thought.

"Are you planning a party" the cashier asked. I don't usually expect stand up comedy at the checkout, so it's a bonus when it happens, so I chuckled and replied "Yes".

"Are you going to invite us" asked the supervisor, playfully. "Erm, if you want to come" I blurted out. She raised her eyebrows and turned to the cashier. They both laughed uncontrollably (It must have been a boring shift up to this point). I took the bag and slinked away, a little embarrassed with myself.

I returned to Morrisons the other night, having completely forgotten about the 'till humour' the week before...I approached the checkout and placed my purchases on the conveyor belt. I looked up and there was the supervisor, poised with an open bag. She screeched in excitement and yelled "Ooh, you've bought me some flowers". She then picked up my Haze scented candle and winked at me before putting it into the bag. The two of them laughed again. I kept quiet and paid, but goddam it made me squirm.

Now, these two incidents make me want to take a basket of items to the till that should - in unison - cast a horrible amalgamation of suspicion on me (just not enough to get me arrested). So, I will need your input on this one.

Naturally, there should be a few items on the list that appear innocent and mundane in comparison, obviously there to offset the weirdness of the whole thing...like a pencil case and a pair of mittens...and I'll casually throw in some cooking supplies. Maybe a cucumber and a pot noodle.

So, I know this is an inane and pointless idea, but somehow I'm still chuckling away like it's my 5th birthday. Here's what I've come up with so far...

bin bags
rope
paint thinner
a disposable camera
metal coat hangers
a garden hose
several boxes of laxatives
kebab skewers
vaseline - the biggest tub eva
a car battery
a dog collar and leash
some pegs
an alarm clock
a large, plastic cooler box
quick dry cement
an Olsen Twins DVD
an American Psycho DVD
a plunger
jump cables
duct tape
blonde hair dye
teen magazine ("er, that's not for me")
ski mask
The Bible
rubber gloves
cards, which read 'You're the love of my life'
stockings
mega pack of condoms
chocolate syrup
Beef Jerky
Beer
Beef Jerky
Beer
Beef Jerky
Beer
Beef Jerky
Beer
sexy undies
baby oil

Clearly, I don't want to include anything that's going to register at the tills as potentially dangerous: like petrol, knives, paracetomol or chain saws. Price doesn't matter as I can always have my mum take the stuff back for a refund. I thought I'd wear my shades and go for a long, sweaty wheel beforehand, but anymore suggestions you have would be great.