So it’s about 5:00 and my Dad calls me at my desk and says to pull up the cameras. He comes up and points out this guy that he knows is drunk like all day long every day. He was weaving around with his shopping cart and he got to the produce section. We had samples of various melons out for people to try, each type was in its own container. He grabs an entire container and puts it in his cart. So while he’s walking around he’s eating this melon with his fingers.
So he slowly gets to the deli where he decided he’d like some soup. They keep all the styrofoam soup bowls one shelf below the soup, and since no one could find them, they took a 2LB clear deli container and put a big orange arrow with the word “bowls” pointing down so people could find them. He picks up the container with the orange arrow on it and fills it with soup. These things aren’t insulated so it had to be hot to hold on to. Anyhow, since it wasn’t the right container he didn’t have a lid so he just set it in his cart. He grabbed a spoon and threw the wrapper on the counter and started eating his soup.
Eventually he makes it up to the checkout where he calmly pays for his soup (the melon was gone by this time) and heads out. Afterwards I went out and found the spoon and some other miscellaneous trash in his cart.
Certainly made my day watching him, it’s not too often I get to laugh that hard while at work. By the way, in case anyone is wondering, we pitched the rest of the melon in case he stuck his hands in there too.
Damn, I really wanted some melon. Now what am I going to do?