old man anarchy...what would you do?!

ok, so i go to the grocery store on fridays. it's like a whole ritual thing to me.

i get up in the morning, make breakfast happen for all of the living things here, and then sit down to browse the online ads. based off of my cost estimations for our budget i then make my dinner choices for the fam and put them on my ical, finally syncing the grocery list to my palm pilot.

then off i go to shop or whatever. generally to sweetbay supermarket cause they have the best prices here. we don't have a super wal-mart where everything is a dollar.

sweetbay it was this week. all was standard for the most part then THIS happened towards the end of my trip.

the last aisle is where the milk, eggs, pizzas, and cheeses live. since i needed eggs i headed towards the freezer where they are at and noticed that there was a wobbly large old man taking his sweet time making his all important egg choice. like it's life or death or something. so i went and got some milk in the meantime and went back to see if he was done.

low and behold he was still there.

it was then that i noticed there was something odd about this wobbly large old man's egg selecting. he was between the regular sized eggs and the extra large eggs (the kind i buy for ry and the girls) and he was sorta acting sketchy. i was like, "whhhhha? why is he looking around all weird like 5-0 was gonna roll up and ask him for his AARP card or something?".

it was then that i realized this extra clever sneaky wobbly large old man was switching regular eggs out of the regular egg carton only to replace them with EXTRA LARGE EGGS. before i could even react, he snapped his egg carton of deception shut and took off down the aisle to safety.

i was floored. like, ok - wobbly large old man, your sticking it to the store. but you are totally sticking it to people like me that just open the cartons to make sure that the eggs aren't cracked and move the heck on to complete the overall boring task of grocery shopping. like, i don't want to pay for the regular eggs that your supposed to be buying. what a rip!

i went home and told the story to ryan who was like, "you should have been like I SEE WHAT YOU ARE DOING OLD MAN!" but the thought of that made me feel like i would have been a tattle tale or something. like a grocery store nark. i still think that was pretty shady of him to be doing that but i mean, how would i handle that without feeling like a jackass and making a criminal out of the wobbly large old man?

i wonder what other people would do when posed with this insane issue? would you have called him out? holla!