PETA Protest Forthcoming

While my wife was buying an onion today, she kicked something on the ground. Thinking it was a banana, she turned around to see a mouse recovering from her brutal assault, only to have it scurry under the big display of produce.

Somewhat shaken, she found a couple of stockboys lounging around and told them that there was a mouse under the produce display.

“Yeah, we know.” One of them said. “It’s like Stuart Little.”

That got a big laugh and they immediately got back to lounging. My wife, however, though it was somewhat less funny. Turns out she doesn’t so much like having mouse feces scattered through the produce and meat (it’s on the other side of the aisle).

She asked me if she thinks it’s overreacting to quit going there and start going to another grocery store. My response? “In all the years you’ve been shopping, have you ever seen a mouse before? If the answer is no, then it’s a big deal.”

It’s safe to say that she won’t be visiting that store any time soon.