It was kill or be killed at Harris Teeter. I felt like I was in the middle of a prison riot. Masses of people, shelves picked clean, shoving, bumping carts...it was a total nightmare! And if you can picture it, the entire scene was being carried out to the blaring sounds of the Trans-Siberian Railroad or whatever that is called. I think they should have picked more soothing music because people were out of control.
Naturally, I endured this horror only to get home and find that I did not get the main ingredient for the BIG DISH on Christmas day. Typical. But I can't go back...I won't...you can't make me!