grocery store

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-october 4th-
as I loaded my groceries onto the conveyer belt the worker at the till stared at me with a creepy look on his face, whenever I glanced up at him he winked at me, leaving a discomforting feeling in the pit of my stomach. I responded to his winks with a fake but polite smile, in response he smirked at me, he now had me worried about paying.

once I had scanned my credit card on the machine he grabbed my hand and placed a scrap of paper into my palm. on the paper was a line of scribbled numbers.
"call me" he grumbled before I pulled my hand away, feeling distressed and targeted I rushed out the shop with my shopping trolley.

note to self, next time I go grocery shopping go to the store a few more miles down the road.

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