The Free Grapes Of Wrath

(I just bought some food items but the checkout it is a bit cramped in space, so I take my groceries, amongst others a bunch of grapes, outside to put them away. A mother passes by with her two young kids.)

Mother: “Can I have some grapes?”

Me: “Ehm, no.”

Mother: “Please, for my poor babies? They really want some and I can’t buy them.”

Me: “Sorry, no.”

Mother: *to her kids* “Come on, the mean lady doesn’t want you to have grapes. She doesn’t care you are hungry. She is going to eat them all by herself and that is why she is a fat cow!”

(The clincher? She exited the same shop a few moments after me and both her kids were snacking on a pack of crisps.)