Unfiltered Story #122291

It’s a late Sunday morning. I am a customer approaching the Deli counter. They have a  section that has reduced pastries, but you have to look close to see what is in there. To my right, there is a man of about 60 looking at the bread. As I am looking he moves very close to me.

Man: Excuse me, I was looking too!

Me: (Not wanting to cause a fuss even though I was actually there first.) Oh right, sorry.

The ma gives me a dirty look and the woman behind the counter approaches me, knowing that I was there first.

Woman: Hello, how may I help you?

Just as I was about to respond the man huffs loudly and walks off complaining. The woman and I just look at each other both confused and amused.