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Crime scene at the grocery store |
I can feel empathy for this clutsy customer. Over the years I have had my share of embarrassing grocery store incidents. Many times I've approached the checkout with packages of cheese with teeth marks sunk deep into them, or empty bags of potato chips. When the kids were young we often presented the clerk a grape branch with 3 or 4 grapes on it.
But the grocery goof prize goes to my husband. One time, while I was at the hospital picking up a new baby, he took three other ones to the store. Being a practical dad, he stuffed all three in the grocery cart and began scanning the shelves. Of course they wiggled a lot, and to better imitate sardines in a can, they all stood up just as he was rounding the corner by the green beans. The cart went over, the kids fell out, and all the women in the store rushed to the aid of our screaming babies. The crowd soon got ugly when they realized this thoughtless man had been pushing three kids in a cart.
My husband, as a result of this incident, developed post traumatic stress and was unable to help me with grocery shopping for the next several years.
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