On my dog shit day, I also had an interesting nectarine purchase.
I stopped at the grocery store on my way home from the library and my adventure of being smeared with dog poop. See previous blog about that. My strange day had not ended.
I selected two nectarines along with a bunch of other produce and waited at the designated spot for nice cashier to ring it up.
The fruit slipped out of the bag as the cashier weighed them. She attempted to put them back in the bag and one escaped and rolled down the counter. She fumbled the next attempt and said fruit found the floor and scurried under the checkout.
Nice cashier searched for it. Found it. Wiped it on her pants and put it in the bag for me.
Seriously.
It was the perfect ending to dog shit day.