Unfiltered Story #125717

I am a personal shopper at a grocery store and all our regulars know what we look like.

The person I am shopping for ordered eight or so bananas. All the bananas on the display are not great looking, so I get some better bananas out of the boxes below the display.

The first batch I picked didn’t have enough bananas. The second I turn to get more, an old lady comes out of nowhere and takes the first batch. She giggles at me and leaves before I can stop her.