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Supermarket

This happened to us once when I went to the supermarket along with my daughter Kara to purchase our daily need goods.

As I was walking towards a large supermarket on a Saturday morning, I saw two men fighting over the last shopping trolley.

Each one was holding an end and pulling on it. I’d heard of road rage, but now trolley rage? I moved closer but couldn’t hear what they were saying. I wondered what to do. Call security or the manager?

The fight was starting to look serious. As I finally got close enough to hear their conversation, the trolley broke apart and I heard one of them saying (“Thanks for helping me separate these two trolleys.”)

Both of us started laughing and thanked ourselves for not interfering with the trolley guy’s.

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