The most important beep in the world does not come from a smoke alarm. It is the beep that signals the beginning of a free ten minute shopping spree at a local market.
Unfortunately, I picked a day filled with strong, quick women who were far more focused than me.
I wound up with one dented melon, six boxes of Rice A Roni, a cucumber, tabasco sauce and pimento olives.
Plus bruises all over my body. I think my cart was rigged so it went sideways. I kept colliding with displays and almost ran over a senior. The referees were all paid off as far as I'm concerned. Besides, I prefer black olives, but kamikaze women got there first.
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