Something I've ALWAYS Wanted to See

Yesterday, pushing my cart around a very crowded Schnucks, I got to see something I've only dreamt of. I got to see the annoying kid on roller-shoes (there's at least one in every store), the kid who nearly ran over my foot a few minutes earlier, biting it big time and skidding all the way across the aisle into the yogurt case. I giggled. Out loud. His mother gave me a dirty look. What? He was fine. No blood. No tears even. I'd have tripped him myself if I could. I hate those shoes almost as much as I hate Crocs. Almost...