Bruised fruit the first casualty of shopping-cart war

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Dear Miss Lonelyhearts: I just about rammed this woman with my cart at Safeway today. She got into the checkout line ahead of me and kept bumping backward, hitting my cart with her fat butt as she read gossip magazines. She just backed her big lard butt up. After the third crash, I said, “do you mind?” and she hissed a bunch of words at me that were so profane you wouldn’t believe. What a total (witch)!

She had a $200 order at least, so it took a while to ring her through. The checkout person was looking over at the customer service person, like he might need help. I didn’t engage in a big fight, but when she was leaving, I said a word to her I have never used before to a woman, and it starts with a C.

I told my husband the story he he said I had no call to say that word. I had plenty of call to say that, and worse. What do you think?

— Potty Mouth Or Not? Winnipeg

Dear Potty Mouth: If you want to insult this type of woman and make yourself look bad in the process, then keeping on cussing like that. You can be removed from most stores for loud, profane language. So try to figure out what else you can do when you’re upset. How about saying something the very first time she rams your cart, instead of letting it build up. “Excuse me ma’am, but could you move up a little bit, as you’re accidentally bumping into me?” would work.

You could say that as quietly or as loudly as you wish and not get thrown out of a store. You also don’t look like the one in the wrong. If she refused to stop bumping you, then you can appeal to the checkout person, and he or she will take up the issue on your behalf.

Dear Miss Lonelyhearts: I was married and met a man in a bar and we fell in love at first sight. I was married to the wealthy son of my parents’ friends they picked out for me. He was handsome and I was young. He was not objectionable, just not my choice. We had good sex technically, but we never made love. So, this man asked if he could sit down with me, and I said he could, since I was waiting for some friends from work. Long story short: my friends were late and we left for a bar on the next block where we could be alone.

He was divorced and single and I had no babies with my husband, I just couldn’t picture having his children.

I got myself free within a month, and a year later married my new man. It wasn’t anything fancy, but all we needed was the two of us and a few loyal friends. My parents didn’t come. I fell in love a little bit before we married, and a whole lot more as time has unfolded.

Please tell young people in this cynical world not to give up on real love. It has made me into a bigger person with a bigger heart, and I just wanted to put that out there for the many kids who saw their parents’ relationships disintegrate. We don’t have too much money, but we get along fine, and we are rich with love and happiness. And by the way, we have two kids together, because as soon as I met him I could immediately imagine making babies that were half him and half me, and really wanting them to share in our great love.

— Found Real Love, Winnipeg

Dear Found Real Love: Thanks for writing in to share your story. It will be refreshing for people of all ages to hear how well love can work.

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