I heard this expression a lot growing up. My mom used to use it when she wanted justify stopping at a store on the way home from a destination trip (e.g., visiting my grandparents, cello lessons).
The store was usually a grocery. The time needed for the dash in, find product, buy and dash out was always longer than estimated (I'll be out in two minutes, you'll see).
I was reminded of this today. I went to one store and they didn't have an item Ann had put on my list. I called her up and she had two other items to get and the check out lines were very lone (because a snowstorm was expected the next day).
¶ 12:02 PM
Martin's memories preceding the chronicles, i.e., before 1986. The reason for this blog is to capture old memories that come back to me at seemingly random times. Thus the entries will not be in chronological order. Also, the accuracy of this blog is less than the accuracy in the more contemporaneous blog http://weisschronicles.blogspot.com/