Some random old lady sharted herself, because she couldn't make it to the restroom in time. Glad I'm no longer a bagger, because I'd have likely been the guy who had to clean it up. Speaking of poop, there was a huge globule of smeared dump on the door to the women's restroom. I feel sorry for the baggers who had to clean that up. Also, a bird got in the store, and we tried everything but we couldn't catch it. Good thing I'm not superstitious or else I'd think that it signified death, seeing as how it was a raven and such. Lastly, I had to walk home from the bus stop in the rain, and I smell wet.