15 hours ago
Friday, November 14, 2008
As I was checking out at my Stop and shop last week, I intuitively knew SOmEtHinG was up by how the employees were acting- Staring towards the other end of the store, whispering to themselves. There was a hush in the air. I asked my check out lady.. Is something wrong? She stared intensely into my eyes a few seconds and said.. "well, I guess I will tell you, Someone tried to shop lift a grocery cart full, and When the security guard tried to stop him, he slashed the kids face. He was bleeding real bad, and an ambulance came for him.. You can't leave out that door down there, the police have it blocked." I was so horrified! I said "the kid? how old is the security guard?" She said in his twenties. OH NO! My heart just about broke for this poor boy. To have that kind of serious injury and be scarred for life over a basket of food?! I couldn't help thinking of my own twenty something kids. It also scared the hell out of me, that this was all going on, while I was in my own world down each aisle. I know crimes and injustices happen everywhere, but geeez.. it shocks you when it's right where you shop each week. I wasn't nervous to walk out to my car because the police literally had the place surrounded. I over heard that they still didn't get the bastard. All week, I just keep thinking of the poor kid. I know he is a total stranger to me, but I keep saying a silent prayer that he will be okay.