The line-ups were long. I was 9 carts back.
Suddenly the man fourth before me screamed and punched the guy in the line ahead of him, then fell sideways to the floor. His eyes rolled back and he had spittle coming from his mouth.
“New variant!” someone shouted.
Pandemonium.
What a little gem that was. And, perhaps, a look into the future. I hope not!
ReplyDeleteWow! I hope that was mostly fictionalized!
ReplyDeleteYikes! Great little story, and hopefully not a prophecy.
ReplyDeleteAll too familiar.
ReplyDeleteExcellent vignette! I took lessons playing the pandemonium as a child --or was that the harmonium? Same thing in my case.
ReplyDeleteAmazing what some people will do to get ahead in the grocery line. (We need a sarcasm font, of course.)
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