The other day I was in our local WalPuke Neighborhood Mart, walking from the back of the store to the front. Why are the things I want always in the back? Is this some diabolical plot to expose me to all the other products?
While walking, I got that feeling you get when someone is staring at you. To the right up ahead was a woman checking me out. ME! She looked to be in her thirties and was fairly attractive. As I approached her, I gave her a wide smile.
No reaction.
Then I thought, "Store detective."
Well, thank you Lord for even the few seconds of elation.
The only people interested in this body anymore are in the medical field.
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Is this a personal comment, or a joke you found?
I've had similar situations where it is obvious that someone is following me and watching me in a store. I always make eye contact, let them know I'm on to them. Sometimes if I have a cart, I stop, unzip my purse and pretend to be looking for my shopping list or a coupon, just to make them fidget while they try to keep their eye on me. Do I really fit the demographics for a shoplifter? I didn't think I was old enough yet to start stealing batteries! (Seinfeld reference)
It happened to me the other day at WalPuke.
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