09 January 2017

Starting Shit

I chewed out a woman who left her cart smack in the middle of a handicapped space at the grocery store tonight.

Her tattooed and biker looking boyfriend looked like he was going to get mad and involved for a moment.

He glared, thought, then said, "Honey, he's right."

As consolation, I took the cart with me when I did my shopping.

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