Saturday morning in Asda with a lime

There has been many a time that I have been in Asda in Walthamstow and found myself getting really disturbed by the way people treat each other in there. Everybody wishes that everybody else wasn't in there. I get this feeling quite a lot in London. On the tube, in the street, at the cinema. It is a fact that London is overcrowded.
People living
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of each other
I know that if I went to get on the tube tomorrow morning and nobody was there I would be confused. A man would walk up to me and say, "you got what you wanted, a seat, take your pick." "Where is everybody else?" I would ask. "They are no more."
If everybody went to Asda and it was empty apart from you and the staff the madness would have disssapppeared but a new madness would have arrived. On Saturday morning in Asda I had both my ankles caved in by a lady with pushchair. After resting for ten minutes against the Broccoli I thought I have to try and get something positive out of this place. So I picked up the greenest lime I could find and put it where it had never been before. The variations of this practise are infinite. I highly recccccommmmmend picking up something and putting it in an out of place place.