My mission was simple. I had to enter the grocery store, get a carton of milk, pay for it and get back home, just in time for a scrumptious chocolate cake. But of course, the chocolate cake would require milk and, in my life, purchasing a can of milk was not a piece of cake. I really hate buying a carton of milk from the grocers because the last time I did so, I tripped and fell face flat on the very first step.
But the thought of an irresistible chocolate cake along with a ravenous mind made me gather the courage to try again. So off I went, imagining on how I could celebrate once I successfully got the carton of milk without any physical or mental damage. Step 1 was simple. Open the door and take the first step in.
The first step was the hardest because I did not want to trip over again and have a repeat of last time. With my dignity at stake, I took the first step in and goodness gracious, I thought that the moment, I took this step, a volcano would erupt or something. But no, the world just did its thing and I had successfully taken the first step. Just when I thought my mission was over, BAM!! I tripped over. But this time on the second step. Well, though I was proud of this improvement, I turned around to see a crowd of people running towards me from all directions.
Gosh!!! It seemed like they were about to make a mince pie out of me, and I did something that seemed obvious at the time. Run!! But now that I think of it maybe they were just running to check on me. But my story obviously did not go as it would for a normal person.
I dashed towards the closest carton of milk when I realized, I had grabbed a can of oil. Gasping in surprise, I dropped the can and soon the smell of sunflower oil wafted in the entire shop when I realized I had made a whole slip and slide. By now my pursuers were bathing in oil and then I saw a poor shopper’s bag lying there. So, amidst the chaos I had indirectly created, I lunged for the carton and sprinted. I got out of the shop and dashed like a tortoise…I mean a cheetah.
Surely the oil had gotten to my head. But after a few minutes of pure haywire sprinting, I just realized I had destroyed a shop, created an oil graffiti back at the shop and shoplifted a milk carton!! No no no no, I can hardly return to the store now and even worse I can hardly enjoy my chocolate cake after this failure.
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Credits for The Thrilling Grocery Store Dash
Cover Image Credits: https://laqzamarket.com/blog/searching-for-a-supermarket-near-me/
Inside Image Credits:
- https://www.visittci.com/providenciales/shopping/grocery-stores
- https://wegotthiscovered.com/social-media/slipnslide-minimum-wage-edition-grocery-store-disaster-results-in-a-massive-oil-spill-of-bp-proportions/
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