I was in the local Shoppers drugstore the other day, pulling one of those little wheeled shopping baskets.
My shopping basket collided with another fellow’s shopping basket.
“Oh, sorry,” I said.
“Sorry,” he replied.
“Yes, sorry,” I said.
“Yes, but it was really my fault”, he replied.
All in the space of 30 seconds, and we went our separate ways.
Same thing happens here in the US. The other day I accidentally collided my shopping cart with someone else, so I shot him and stole his identity. Oh wait… that last part might be a little different.
Reminds me of the time me and another guy spent 2 hours at a four way stop in Moose Jaw.
There’s only one honorable way to settle it:
Molson’s drafts in ice-cold glass mugs.
Best of Three.
(…unless a Ref calls a tie…)