Yo, grocery stores at 11 on a Friday are fucked up. For some reason, people are always there, and the strangest ones come out.
Theres nothing better than just going to one, and seeing kids steal from magazines, eat candy, throw coffee beans and just be assholes.
When I get my shopping done, I go to check out.
Here comes a tale of misunderstandings. Old white man, vs black cashier and generally black crowd in store.
Ok, so I am in line waiting to check out, and one guy in front of me is old, and white.
He is SLOOOOOWLY placing his items up to be scanned. When he finally gets them up, he grabs a few random candy bars and puts them up too.
Then he asked “Do you have any Sniggers for sale?” in a hushed tone.
I start laughing fucking hard as hell. The cashier asks him to repeat hinmself. He says it much louder. “DO YOU HAVE ANY SNIGGERS FOR SALE BOY?” Every one heard this, and looked over. Note that he sounds like Tony the Tiger.
I am laughing so hard i am crying now. Knowing black people, they want conflict, and this short motherfucker thats in front of me looked ready to kill. The cashier finally recovers from the shock, and asks whats a snigger.
Old white man says that they are black candy with nuts, and are kinda sweet. By then, I lost control. The cashier says “You mean Snickers?” OWM says, “Yeah, Suhniggers.”
The cashier walks over to the next aisle and grabs one for the old white guy. He rings it up. The white guy pulls out a fat wallet, shuffles through hundreds, and leaves with his cart.
The short motherfucker is calm now, and needs change so I gave him 53 cents and let him use my Kroger plus card.
Then I pay for my shit and go home. Maybe that wasnt a waste of time after all.