She doesn’t know me

February 16, 2002

a lady with silver-white hair growled at the family and then wheeled her cart around the corner. she’d said something about the young boy being Trouble; he was riding on the bottom rack of the shopping cart.

“why did she say that, mommy?” the boy asked, puzzled.

“oh, she is just a lady who feels the need to be mean for some reason,” the mom answered.

“maybe she doesn’t know me.”

–frozen foods section, trader joe’s


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