I had to run to Target today.
I was scared half out of my wits.
Iz and I walked into the alcove between two sliding glass doors. There were three guys in front of me. They were kind of bumping each other and talking kind of rough. I was trying to figure out if they were all buddies giving each other a hard time or if they were unhappy with each other. I had to dodge them a few times so I could get through the door. Iz was not helping much since he tends to be a tad on the slow side. I walked as quickly as I could past them and through the door to the carts. I practically threw Isaac in the cart and practically ran into the store. Behind me I heard load voices, a bug thud and a lot of thomping!! Well, thomping probably isn't a real word, but but think of it as an onomonopia. When I was a short distance away, I noticed that everyone in the store was staring at them. I turned my head to see all three of them rolling all over the floor. An older couple was walking by and said we had better get out in case there was gunfire. Wow!! That was exactly what I was thinking!! I made it seem so much more frightening to hear someone say it out loud. :( After I calmed myself down, I realized that it all must have been a shoplifting gone bad. Everyone in the store and at CS was just standing there watching. It would have been nice if someone warned me NOT to go in there at that moment. I was glad that my other children weren't with me. They all would have figured out what was going on and probably would have been scared. Besides, I don't think that we would have made it through safely if there had been 7 of us trying to sneak past those guys. Wow!! One of them was huge!!! I think he was security. When I was leaving later, I saw a policeman escort one of the guys in cuffs to his squad car. Iz was blissfully unaware of what we narrowly escaped. I was glad that I didn't have to comfort him, but he couldn't quite calm me down though. He probably thought I was nuts since I rolled through the grocery aisles over and over for a few minutes not really looking at anything.
It was really creepy!!!
I am glad to be safe and sound.
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That's why I'm a pistol-packing mama.
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