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| Cranial re boot at the Winn Dixie |
Several years ago when I lived in Atlanta, I made a quick stop at the local WD for a few grocery items. Did my quick run through the store and went to the express register. It was mid afternoon so there was only one person in front of me and only a couple folks in the rest of the store. The checkout girl was just finising exchanging cash with the person in front of me when the world went into that "movie effect" slow motion. As she turned to greet me, the couth and civility section of my brain went into shutdown! I performed a loud pressure equalization as if I was standing all alone in my own bathroom-we're talking loud, complete with the raise one leg for leverage manuever. As it was happening, my brain reset and alarm bells are going off. My god what is happening!? Before I could blurt the apology, the girl yelps out a "EWWW, GROSS" loud enough for all to hear, as if my stunt was not enough notification. I quicky muttererd an apology and could only stare at the floor. As she began to scan my items, the odor began to waft our way. As you might guess, the odor level was about the same as that nerve gas the CIA was testing in Wyoming. I have no idea what happened after that moment, I was unable to look up from the floor. I exchanged the money and walked out to see that particular store for the very last time! I am baffled to this day as to why that happened!
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