So I go to the grocery store to buy tuna for my tuna break. I eat a can of tuna every weekday morning at 10 AM, no exceptions.
There wasn't any of these in sight when I walked in....
But I got huge solid forearms like Popeye so I figure I will just hug that chit to the counter like a real man, not pushing a cart like a pussy. So I go around the store to find the tuna basket-less and it kinda feels like this:
Was so f'kn embarrassed. Some nice old lady helped me pick them all up and stack them all up again and as I was hobbling to the checkout, one or two kept falling every few seconds so she just followed me picking them up until I reached the check out LMAO.
I smashed her afterwards as a thank you.