After a hideous day, my toddler threw a carton of eggs onto the floor, breaking a few and making a mess on the floor. I am pregnant, nauseous, exhausted - and now embarrassed and trying to herd customers around the slippery mess. A lovely WW man came around and cleaned up the mess, and wouldn't let me pay for the eggs, despite my insistence. He turned my bad day into a good one.
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