At the end of my journey this morning at the grocery store, I veered out of the way a guy stocking shelves only to run into a display of velveeta cheese.
(I slammed into it with the cart.)
I stopped.
I covered my mouth.
And stared as the boxes slowly tumbled onto the poor guy below stocking shelves.
I think I might have apologized 20 times before the pretty much told me to get on my with my day. One of the perks of shopping with a sleeping baby in a car seat: You don't have good visibility of what's in front of your cart.
3 comments:
So how many boxes of Velveeta did you buy as a form of apology? How embarrassing and probably funny, too!
I can't tell you how many times I've crashed into somebody or something because I haven't been able to see over the car seat in the cart. Wish I could have been there to see it! Ha!
So funny! Sorry! is my most utilized word at the store. :)
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