Story 5:
On my lunch break, I stopped by a convenience store for their daily special — spaghetti. As I headed toward the line, an older woman shoved past me, practically body-checking me, and cut ahead to order two meals.
She walked toward the door and stopped to chat with someone she knew. I paid and left. Moments later, I heard, “OOOOOOOFFFFFFFFFFF.”
She had dropped her tray — spaghetti and sauce dripping all over her white blouse.
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