Apple Bobbin'

Spotted in the checkout line at the grocery store:

At first I thought: Maybe this lady (not pictured) just had a really nasty apple hunger AND had just about had it up to here with her old toilet brush AND by happenstance she was thinking about both of these things at the same time on her way home from work and thought, oh what the hey I’ll just make a quick stop in the neighborhood Super Fresh to pick up these few goods and then that will be two fewer things I have to worry about—OH and I need one SOUP. And shampoo.

But then I thought: Boy them sure are a lot of apples for just one lady (she was on the small side for a lady). You’d almost think that she needed that many apples for a specific purpose, a purpose, moreover, whose deeper logic is detectable from the other items displayed thither on the checkout-line conveyor belt.

And then it hit me: Bobbin’ for apples in the (cleaned) toilet.

A few questions: Would the participants of this activity be volunteers and, in the immortal words of The Sandlot, would they like it? Or, is this some sort of punishment for crimes committed in connection with Halloween? Like, maybe this lady received a painful shock to her conscience after walking in on her children bobbing for apples in alcoholic cider after leading them in a wholesome Bible study but a few hours earlier. (You’ll recall that Halloween fell on the Lord’s Day this year.) Maybe she wanted them to associate apple bobbin’ of any sort (and underage consumption of alcohol, if you follow the logic here) with being forced to put yer face into a shitty toilet, but then, on account of her unfortunate “episode” in the bathroom this morning--the result of a large meal of questionable Indian leftovers the night before--decided that she’d give the toilet a quick scrub before doling out the punishment. And maybe she wanted to eat soup while watching her children act out their penance.

In short: I guess you could say I’m the type of guy who takes pictures of other people’s stuff at the super market.