We spent part of our Sunday afternoon of the aforementioned Long Weekend in one of the not-quite-as-local-as-it-could-be supermarkets. As we trawled up the very first aisle we paused at a display of oriental delicacies. Cans of Oolong tea, boxes of pre-made sushi, packets of calamari... my eyes settled on cans of chilled green tea. I picked one up and checked the list of ingredients... no sugar content, no carbohydrates, no fat, no preservatives, just 100% natural green tea.

Because I wanted one, Ann decided she'd have one too. I went to pull the ring-pull and she frowned.
"Don't open that here."
Why not?
"Just don't drink it until we've paid for it."
But we're going to pay for it whether its empty or full.
"I just feel like its stealing."
We eat in restaurants before paying... thats not stealing.
"I don't want you to open it, thats all."
I paused and asked a woman stocking shelves if it was okay for me to drink the green tea before paying for it. Ann's frown became one of those facial arrangements only women can make and all men dread, so I didn't open the can.

We continued along the aisles... somehow getting turned around because we finished in the back left corner instead of at the tills... maybe there was an odd number of aisles... or even... whichever would make you end up where we ended up... maybe we skipped an aisle... and eventually went along a few aisles a few more times to ensure we really did have everything we needed to survive another week (this is sometimes referred to as "bimbling")

Having finally gotten through the check-out and paid for everything I popped the can open and took a long cool sip of the... Jesus H. Christ! I can't believe I put that in my mouth!!! I let Ann have a sip, she disliked it immediately also, so we gave the resident vegan the unopened can, I understand they're not fussy, so long as its 100% natural.

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