By the time I get to the grocery store, I’m already doing math in my head, crossing things off my list before I even grab a cart.
That Tuesday started like any other. I walked into Greenfield Shopping Center with my crumpled list, ready to play my usual game of “what can I actually afford?” Skip the strawberries? Maybe next week for the orange juice? Oatmeal instead of cereal because it lasts longer anyway?
I was wheeling my squeaky cart down the cereal aisle when I heard voices getting louder near the front. Not the good kind of loud. It was the kind that makes everyone stop and stare.
A grocery store | Source: Unsplash
“Sir, are you sure you want to remove that?” The cashier’s voice carried that forced patience you hear when someone’s trying really hard not to lose it.
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