I must admit, even though I was overstuffed with pancakes, two booths called out to me and tempted me with their calories. One was polish sausage (of course) and the other was the frozen cream puff.
I stopped at the cream puffs and picked up one and popped it in my mouth before turning back to my cart. Before I could take my first step away, another cart, driven by a woman who must have been near starvation (though she didn't appear to be emaciated), barreled toward the cream puff stand with her giant cart and caught my heel with her cart. This was not a mere tap, and my flip-flopped feet had no heel protection. The blow was such that it caused me to involuntarily cry out in pain. She said, "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" I told her it was fine and walked around the corner before I examined the injury. My heel was scraped and showed signs of blood.
You have got to be kidding me! Over a free cream puff!! If it was a free ho-ho, I could understand the need for the rush...

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