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The incident

The incident - Lucille Quigley

After my body slimming treatment, I stopped by Walmart. I needed to get some groceries and return a humidifier that my mother got for my son. While I was almost done parking my car, someone had pushed a cart straight into my bumper. I got startled. The loud impact noise woke up my infant daughter. She went from peacefully sleeping into a crying mode. 

I was one step away from getting out of the car and giving a piece of my mind to the lazy shopper who pushed the cart without caring if it reached its proper destination. In a different occasion, or if I would have been alone, I would have not hesitated it to go after that person. 

But now, my priorities were different. My sweet little angel needed to be reassured that everything was fine. 

Thus I turned towards her, touched her little hand and started to sing her favorite lullaby. She continued to cry. I took out my seatbelt and passed from the driver’s seat in the back of the car. I unlocked her baby carseat and took her out, holding her into my arms. As soon as she felt my skin against her, she calmed down. I fed her a bottle and then got her ready to go.

While I was attending to my daughter, I did not pay attention to what was happening outside of my car. My whole universe was inside, so I did not care about anything else. Once my little pumpkin was smiling again, I had completely forgot about the entire incident which got me on the back seat. 

I came out of the car, grabbed her baby carseat and headed inside to do my groceries. Only when I came back and opened my trunk, I noticed that there was a dent on my bumper. Then I remembered the loud noise and everything made sense. The cart had hit the car and made that big dent on my bumper. 

It was too late to do anything about it, since the person responsible for it had gone away. As I was placing the rest of my groceries in the back of my car, I saw the humidifier box. I had forgotten about it too. I had to go back inside in order to have it returned and be refunded. Luckily there was no one at the customer service counter and I was served right away. I did not have to wait in line, which was great.


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A technology fanatic who is also crazy about little jars of creams, Lucille is THE columnist who crashes the trendy cocktail parties looking for exclusive content. Her life, of which she savors every moment, plunges her into the world of the most interesting innovations on the market today. Her blog invites you to discover her favourites and her moods.