Next thing I know she’s standing in the meat aisle stacking packs of ground beef in her arms like she’s preparing for the end of civilization. I’m talking about a full tower of meat pressed against her chest while the shelf behind her is slowly turning empty.
People walking by kept staring because it looked like she was trying to single-handedly buy the entire cow section of the store. Meanwhile she’s acting completely calm, carefully adding another pack on top like this is a perfectly normal grocery trip. I’m just standing there wondering if she’s feeding a family or opening a secret burger factory.
At one point I told her she might want to leave some for the rest of the planet, but she just shrugged and grabbed another one. The cart is literally right next to her but apparently carrying twelve packs of beef like a survivalist is the strategy. If there’s suddenly no ground beef left in this store, I already know exactly who caused it.
