- JOAN (sternly, to me): "Where are you going? That's baby stuff."
- JOAN: "What makes sense to buy and what fits in the cart are two different things."
- JOAN (not to me): "Here comes the man I want."
- JOAN: "Let's talk about why they don't have my kind of olives that I'm used to getting."
- ME (consulting my list, long after we passed the honey): "We'll have to go on a honey mission."
- JOAN (sternly, to me): "Do you want to wait there, out of the way, while I go get honey?"
- ME (outraged at the store-shelf reorganization): "You can NEVER take ravioli away from the soups."
- JOAN (after I told her something cost $5.80): "We don't do 80's. We do quarters."1
- ME (having missed another item on the list): "Did we pass pretzels? .... (Long pause) .... I'm in trouble."
1. This was a time when Joan kept a running total of our purchases as we were making our way through the store. For the sake of convenience, prices were rounded to the nearest 25 cents. The rounding was a concept, however, that I sometimes struggled with.