As I was making my way through the store on over to the soda aisle, I came across a massive 12 foot tall display of Poland Spring cases. They were 15 plastic-wrapped packs of 24 oz. sport bottles for $5. Great deal, so I stopped my cart right in front of the display and picked up two cases off the floor and put them in my cart.
I turned my back on the display to start pushing my cart again when I started to hear a creaking sound, like that of bending plastic. I whipped my head around in time to see the display slowly start tipping over toward me.
Instantly, I threw my hands up in front of myself to stop them from hitting me.
The whole damn stack fell on me. It was totally surreal because it had happened in slow motion. The avalanche of cases flipped my shopping cart and just fell all over the place, bouncing off of my arms and legs until I was knee-deep in toppled Poland Spring cases.
Then... silence. Every shopper that was within a 30 foot radius had stopped to stare at me. I stood there and looked back at them, feeling ridiculous. I half-expected someone from that Oxygen network hidden camera show, "Girls Behaving Badly" to jump out at me. So then I said incredulously, "Oh... my... God. Well, that was interesting."
I picked up my cart, put my groceries back in and began to walk off as though nothing happened. A woman nearby, who had been standing there with her mouth open said, "Wow, are you okay?"
I laughed and said, "Yeah. Wasn't that crazy?"
Bewildered, she said, "I saw the whole thing. You didn't even touch it! Oh, I wish I had a camera with me right now."
So did I. I looked back at the jumble of cases and it was just funny. They were EVERYWHERE. Thank God I had turned around. I probably would have gotten hurt if I didn't see the stupid things coming. And despite all the racket it made, there were no employees to be found.
Well! Some unlucky worker would be there for a loooong time restacking that sh*t.
All I wanted was my stupid Hot Pockets. Sheesh.