.... and I pick up a basket to put my food into and this man comes rushing past with a trolley full of meat and bottles alcohol - none of it packed into bags. Instead of going to the checkouts to pay, he rushes straight through the doors into the carpark!
So what do I do?
I watch the direction he in which he heads and then alert the staff who page the security guys, and seconds later the store security come rushing out and take me into the carpark to find the thief.
We run out and look around for the guy with his trolley, but he's nowhere to be seen. Suddenly we spot the trolley, hidden between two cars. The guy is nowhere to be seen, so presumably he's seen us coming and run off.
This trolley is packed....I mean PACKED full of stuff!
Anyway, we take the trolley back into the store and the manager asks me what I drink, so I say vodka. So they cart me off to the spirits department and present me with a litre of Smirnoff, for saving the day
I will now bask in your collective adoration
So what do I do?
I watch the direction he in which he heads and then alert the staff who page the security guys, and seconds later the store security come rushing out and take me into the carpark to find the thief.
We run out and look around for the guy with his trolley, but he's nowhere to be seen. Suddenly we spot the trolley, hidden between two cars. The guy is nowhere to be seen, so presumably he's seen us coming and run off.
This trolley is packed....I mean PACKED full of stuff!
Anyway, we take the trolley back into the store and the manager asks me what I drink, so I say vodka. So they cart me off to the spirits department and present me with a litre of Smirnoff, for saving the day
I will now bask in your collective adoration
