Encounter in aisle 23.

Today I took the Ma shopping at tescos. Aisle 23: breakfast cereal. We want porridge, at the other end.

Halfway down there is a woman. Who keeps getting in my way whilst looking at a box of fruit n fibre. After several attempts to get around her I stop in the hope she will go away. She then deposits her box of cereal in my trolley.

"Er, wrong trolley" was all I could say. Methinks she was too engrossed in reading the nutritional values to look what she was doing.

The odd thing is I'm more embarrassed than she was. I don't think I'm ever going to get the hang of this human interaction thing.