We were stuck at the end of an aisle waiting for a little old lady to move so I could go down it and buy my coffee. A rather scary looking women looked straight at me and said 'You better get moving'! I 'sweetly' pointed out that I was trying to - but was waiting for the old lady to move. She then launched at me saying 'you better not get smart with me I am a gangster from ... (large city in US). As my trolley was loaded only with bread (not a gun, flick knife and hand grenade in site - although those can be purchased next to the meat counter
I was just wondering if it was my charming personality - or has anyone else experienced 'Supermarket Rage' :wah: :wah: