Mini Novel

I stopped by Harris Teeter Grocery store in Mint Hill to get some chicken to grill. Harris Teeter is a pretty upscale local grocery chain. As I sorted through “sell by” dates I noticed a dead fly trapped under the plastic lying in repose on a chicken breast like John Paul. 

Some one, somewhere, besides me, should have noticed this. 

I told the cashier and her eyes about popped out. Eyes are the only thing one can see in Mecklenburg County. Masks required. 

Speaking of masks, I then went to a feed store to buy chicken food so the hens lay eggs and feed my black snake. A guy kept staring at me and finally said, “Doctor?”

Naw, I ain’t no doctor is what I should have said.