There I was, minding my own business, sitting on one of the *ah hum* used couches that someone had donated. Mr. Dazee was looking through CD's for a dollar while I rested.
Across from me was a shelf-like thing that had old VHS movies on it. I had scanned them before sitting down, realizing there was nothing of interest to me.
An older woman approached the shelf and started looking at them, while putting some in her basket. Before long, another older woman joined her. They were not getting in each others way. It was peaceful. That was about to change.
All of the sudden, out of the blue, 2 other women show up. It becomes a pushing match. I could see what was going on in their brains.
*She's taking all the good ones*
*If she takes that one I'm going to stab her in the eye*
It became a free for all. The air smelled of anger and fear. I looked around for store employees. None were to be found. Of course, I think I'm a smidge braver than some of them.
Finally I could stand it no more. I pulled out my camera and told them all to step away from the shelf. Something about the look on my face must have told them to scatter. Ok, not really, I thought that in my mind, and I didn't get my camera out in time.
But really? What The Frack?