My wife & I had a brief encounter with a woman at the grocery store the other night. We were walking out of an aisle and, as we started to step out we almost collided with the front of a grocery carriage of woman heading for the same aisle - our view of her & the carriage had been blocked by the end cap until the very last second.
My wife: Oh! Sorry! *hurries out of the way, I quickly & silently join her*
Bitter old witch: *in a condescending sarcastic tone and quite loudly* You're welcome!
Me, to my wife: *also sarcastic and quite loud* I didn't know it was a social convention to thank someone for not assaulting you with their grocery carriage. Who knew?
*Bitter old witch & I engage in a long stink-eye contest; she walked away first so I guess I win*
My wife: Oh! Sorry! *hurries out of the way, I quickly & silently join her*
Bitter old witch: *in a condescending sarcastic tone and quite loudly* You're welcome!
Me, to my wife: *also sarcastic and quite loud* I didn't know it was a social convention to thank someone for not assaulting you with their grocery carriage. Who knew?
*Bitter old witch & I engage in a long stink-eye contest; she walked away first so I guess I win*
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