Unfiltered Story #280313

I’m waiting in line at a hardware store. A woman and child are currently paying.

Woman: I don’t want you finishing this before we get home. Leave room for supper.

Curious, I lean over but can’t see anything on the counter, and they turn to leave shortly after.

Cashier: *while scanning my items* It was wood glue.

Me: Huh?

Cashier: The kid. I saw you peeking. His dad comes in three/four times a week to get more, and he buys in bulk. The kid looks like a junkie whenever he gets it in his hands.

Me: …