For my crimes I worked in Farmfoods for a few years.
There was a couple used to come in once a month or so, the guy was friendly enough and his partner was blind (or at least very partially sighted) and he used to help her around, reading boxes and so on.
One day I'm serving them on the tills and he asked if they could take the trolley across the car park across the road, but they'll bring it straight back.
"Yeah, no need to ask" says I...
"What I don't see won't hurt me".
( Maffers I flow kinda strange like Spina Bifida footprints, Mon 7 Nov 2011, 13:24, Reply)