I’m a Cookie Thief

It’s true. I was caught with a cookie at my local grocery store. An ugly scene.

The grocery store close to our old office; regularly had their manager handing out cookies. They had a clear glass cookie jar and little wax paper “picker-uppers” so we could sample. I felt loved.

To be honest, I got in the habit of picking up a cookie each time I entered. And occasionally I would buy a package to treat my office. I felt good about the store and about their cookies.

A few days ago I entered a different store near our current office and saw a glass cookie jar. Without thinking; I reached in and took a treat.

Not once did I feel like a felon. A shoplifter. Or a child hater.

I proceeded to pick up my groceries and realized an older lady was approaching me with her cart. I moved out of her way and she stopped and said “Why are you eating that cookie?!”. Embarrassed by her loudness, I jokingly admitted to her and those around us, “It makes me feel young at heart”.

Without blinking she told me what a horrible person I am and how I had no right to the free cookies. I moved away and tried to apologize. She followed me down the aisle. But I was faster. As I disappeared around the corner, I heard her yell “You must like taking cookies from little children, don’t you!”.

The next visit; I looked carefully to see if it says anything about “children only” near their cookie jar. And no. It doesn’t.

But I’m not risking it again. I avoid the bakery area. And I’m kinda scared I’ll get hit by a can of carrots if I run into the lady again. So I avoid the store.

All because of poor signage. Businesses. Please. Have good, clear signage. And ban cranky old ladies.


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