Anyway, I digress. While I was holding the basket and staring at walls in boredom, I saw a man walk up to a display of the fancy cheese blocks ('hippie cheese') and put one in his coat pocket.
He was out of the produce section in a flash.
Now I had a dilemma:
- I could tell one of the employees and risk a very awkward scene.
- What if he changed his mind and had ditched the cheese in another aisle?
- I could say nothing and let it go. Literally.
- What if he needed hippie cheese to survive on in the wilderness and monkeys had stolen all his money?
What would you do?