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The Bride Runs Away
Today is Thursday, 5 January, and this morning I saw hot cross buns in the supermarket bakery.
The shopping trolleys at the supermarket are chained together until you put a coin in to release one. This morning I was returning my trolley when I encountered an elderly couple, presumably tourists from some place that doesn't have coin-release shopping trolleys. The man had put the coin in the second trolley from the end, so when he wheeled his trolley out, he had two, still chained in the middle. The obvious thing to do would be to re-chain the trolley and put the coin in the first trolley, but they didn't do that.
Instead, they were searching through their small change for another dollar, the coin that fits into the trolley. They had plenty of other coins and plenty of notes, but no dollars. The woman was looking around for help. She said, "Perhaps I could go to the cigarette counter and they might change my silver to a dollar." That's when I realised they didn't know you get your dollar back.
So I said, "I can fix this. Just let me get rid of my trolley first." So I chained my trolley and got my coin back, used it to separate their two trolleys, then waved off the woman trying to give me her two fifty cent pieces. "No, no, I'll chain the spare trolley and get my dollar back. You'll get yours back when you're finished."
The woman said, "Oh, good," and the man said, "I'm not ready for these new-fangled machines."
The shopping trolleys at the supermarket are chained together until you put a coin in to release one. This morning I was returning my trolley when I encountered an elderly couple, presumably tourists from some place that doesn't have coin-release shopping trolleys. The man had put the coin in the second trolley from the end, so when he wheeled his trolley out, he had two, still chained in the middle. The obvious thing to do would be to re-chain the trolley and put the coin in the first trolley, but they didn't do that.
Instead, they were searching through their small change for another dollar, the coin that fits into the trolley. They had plenty of other coins and plenty of notes, but no dollars. The woman was looking around for help. She said, "Perhaps I could go to the cigarette counter and they might change my silver to a dollar." That's when I realised they didn't know you get your dollar back.
So I said, "I can fix this. Just let me get rid of my trolley first." So I chained my trolley and got my coin back, used it to separate their two trolleys, then waved off the woman trying to give me her two fifty cent pieces. "No, no, I'll chain the spare trolley and get my dollar back. You'll get yours back when you're finished."
The woman said, "Oh, good," and the man said, "I'm not ready for these new-fangled machines."