Some years ago, unpacking the shopping trolley into the car, I noticed that the person who had left beside me had left a package in their shopping trolley. I picked it up- top quality ham, quite expensive- and still cold. I took it home, but was a little apprehensively. Hey- there’s weirdos out there.
Got home and thought about it and as a test I fed a small piece to the cat. Cat licked its chops and wanted more.
No way cat…this is mine. So I ate a whole slice and it was delicious!
Just as I finished, the cat vomited all over the kitchen floor.
I thought " I am going to die here…mad poisoner…"
One time I purchased several pounds of ground beef. When I got home and put all the groceries away it was not there. I searched my truck but no dice. I called the store to see if maybe it was left on the end of the register. They said they didn’t know.
I went back to the store with my receipt and they told me to go ahead and pick out two packages about the same price as the ones I had bought. I took them back to the service desk. The cashier checked that the packages were very close to the price I paid and out the store I went with my ground beef.
An hour later I found the ground beef. My son had been helping with the groceries and got distracted and laid them on his bed.
I felt kind of bad but I kept them. 3lbs of free ground beef at the time was like gold.
What I really want to know is how the items that were not on the list seem to make it into my cart without me actually putting them there? I will have to ask hubby about that…hmmmm
Aye, a classic! Thanks for reposting a link, I laughed all over again.
However, I did not laugh at my wife’s mistake. I also, to my credit, did not yell nearly as loud or as much as she anticipated (I didn’t yell at all actually).
At the time he was only six so his room was not so bad. They were laying right on the corner of his bed still in the plastic grocery bag.
Now he is eighteen, still gets distracted just as easy but with the way his room is now I am sure it would have gone undiscovered until the smell started to overpower the dirty socks and shoes.
I think photos would violate every obscenity law on the books. It took every ounce of determination to pick up the package and deposit it in the dumpster of an unsuspecting convenience store.