Someone was robbed last Saturday at Walmart.
The store was an anthill of activity. I filled in among the colony of shoppers and proceeded with my shopping.
Checkout was quick, as I studied my new box of Trix and tried to solve the puzzle on back. On the way out my girlfriend and I even looked at the puppies in the parking lot. Great day, right?
Well arriving home we unloaded the groceries – carefully taking everything out of the plastic bags and putting them in their place.
Then we noticed the five cans of food. That I didn’t buy.
I can already imagine a SWAT team busting down my door and dragging me out. Screaming at first, I would eventually cooperate and may even smile for my mug shot. Then reality hit and I just had to accept that accidents happen.
Turns out I’m a terrible thief…I now have two cans of tomato slices, refried beans, and a can of sauerkraut.
