My Wally World Walk came after my King Soopers (large supermarket) Walk, the very first day I picked up my ticket.
I remember debating with myself whether to reach up to get a box of cereal on the top shelf -lest my iron peep out from under my jacket.
I looked around to see if anyone was in the aisle, and quicklike reached up and snatched a box.
So what do you think happened? Two more boxes fell to the floor as I withdrew "my" box.
Eeek!
Now I had to bend over to pick them up, and then stretch up again to replace them. Or, I could leave them on the floor. Dishonorable, that.
Finally I steeled myself, girded my loins, called up a reserve of courage, recited the 23rd Psalm, used up my Third Wish for a cloak of invisibilty, and reached down to grab the other two boxes, dreading the thought that my piece would show because of all the blinking lights and red banners on it, like on a used car lot.
After I nervously picked up the boxes and replaced them, and only then, I noticed that a woman had come around the corner of the aisle and was standing right behind me all this while, waiting to get by me.
"Oh, e-excuse me," I said. "I-I didn't see y-you there."
"No problem," she said, and went by, not even looking back.
After that, the Wally World Rite of Passage was a snap.
No problem.
And so much for situational awareness, eh?
Terry, 230RN