I had a cart that I was loading with groceries then, since the place was a bit crowded I parked my cart and left it to walk over to pick some items then when I returned to where I'd lefi it, there it was.. gone! I walked around till I spotted the cart I was quite sure was mine but that a little elderly Chinese lady had taken possession of. "Mine!" I said pointing at the cart then pointing at myself, I was sure she knew no English. She looked at me like I was just some looney caucasian person. She was determined the cart was hers, no ifs ands or buts. Anyway I remembered that I had loaded the daily newspaper first thing into my cart so I dug it out from the bottom and when she saw it she relented somewhat.. so now see if I can help her find her own cart. Found it shortly, problem solved and we lived happily ever after.
Er, um, all people experience incidents of some sort every time they do anything at all. An incident can be either positive or negative, exciting or boring, minuscule or magnificent, mundane or extraordinary, scary or everyday, etc.
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Randy D 