In a grocery store, it is an understood rule that people must not tamper with objects in the store unless they are going to buy them. Children have a problem keeping to themselves so it is likely that those with children might run in to this problem and be asked to leave. Well its not always the young ones.
Well on this certain occasion I was minding my own business when, "WHAP," I was hit on the head. I reached up to find to my horror I was bleeding. With a reasuring taste I was relieved to find out that someone had only hit my head with an egg. "Who would do this?" I wondered. "What have I done that someone would want to throw an egg at my head?" As I was about to turn around I felt a cold chill dripping down my back. It almost felt like chocolate syrup. So I turned around to find an elderly lady yelling some man's name and telling him how rude he was last night. Behind her wrinkles came the foremost sign of embarrassment as her face turned beat red. Noticing that she had mistook me for someone else and not knowing exactly what to do, she dropped her bag of produce to splat on my feet and took off. Then comes the store manager with rage burst out like an evil ora. With no one around and no time or need to dig deeper into this case he rapidly ushered me out, warning me to never come back.
I deeply regret the poor old lady's mistake, however, I do suppose that this is a blessing in disguise because the grocery store just down that other road had much better prices!
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