I yelled out “Sh*t!” in the grocery store today. It was a little out of character for me. I rarely use profanity or bad language when I’m out in public.
In this case, I might have been justified. I was reaching for one of those metal handles in the refrigerated section, and I got zapped so hard I could hear the “ZZzzzpppp!” I yelped out my profanity and danced around swinging my hand when I noticed a family with a bunch of kids watching me. I’m not sure if they found my profanity or my dancing (or maybe both) curious, so I moved on, embarrassed.
Maybe I shouldn’t have felt bad. “Sh*t!” is just a word. I mean, it’s one of those words that I was taught not to say as a kid, but it’s still…
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