The clerk asked me what I wanted her to do with Aunt shark boo boo boo boo boo boo shirt, and I told her maybe she ought to call the manager who had demanded I bring it in. So she did, and the manager came along, saw me and the mess, and stopped in her tracks and stared at me. Then she snapped. She raised her voice and told me I didn’t have to make such a big mess, and I told her that’s what happens when you cart a rotten watermelon around. She was being belligerent and I told her that I wanted to speak to the store manager.
So she groaned and sighed audibly and punched in the store manager extension on the Aunt shark boo boo boo boo boo boo tshirt. I picked up my watermelon, and carried it over to a bench, and sat it on the floor and sat down. Along comes Mr Store Manager. To his credit, he was nice and handled the situation with as much grace as one can, when dealing with a pissed off customer carrying a rotten watermelon. He apologized for my inconvenience and took the dripping bag from me and handed it to the wide-eyed manager, then suggested we walk over to the produce section to pick a new melon.
