The floating pub kitchen ran out of fish fillet for the fish and chips dish, so I was sent out to the cash and carry place (selling to caterers, not to the walk-in public) to buy some. It was my first time there on my own.
Picked up a trolley outside — like one of those airport trolleys for conveying luggage: flat and long. Customers obviously buy in bulk here.
Had difficulty pushing the trolley through the entrance. It was reluctant to move forwards, and kept veering left into the wall.
An employee who spotted this — an Indian man in his 50s — said to me, “Don’t push it. Pull it along, like you would a husband, and it'll follow you.”
(London, 2019)
*See also Marital bliss series (1-6)
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