Sometimes, things happen I can't quite figure out. I went to the store two days ago and bought a pie, amongst other things. Stores sell pies. Bakeries do not. We don't have bakeries any more. Oh, I'm sure there's one filled with mystical delights somewhere on this earth, but I sure never see them. It's just a department in a grocery store. And that's where my cherry pie came from. I put it in my cart and wandered around the store in search of other things I didn't really need. And low and behold, about the time I was going to check out, I noticed my pie was missing. The milk, and the package of ground beef and the spaghetti saucer were all there, but no such thing as a pie was in my cart. Had someone stolen it? Can you really steal a pie if it hasn't left the store? Where had it gone?
I went back over to the bakery section. I grabbed another cherry pie. They were on sale for four bucks. How can you go wrong for four bucks? And I headed for checkout. I unloaded my cart on the conveyor belt and the checker rang up my purchase. The bagger put the stuff in bags and I took it out to my car. When I got home I unloaded. After putting everything away, I noticed I didn't have a pie. "How could this be?" I went out to the car and it was not in my trunk. It was not to be found. Then I went and checked my receipt, certain the store had stolen my pie. It wasn't there. I'd taken pies and put them in my cart not once, but twice. Yet there was no mention of any pie on my receipt. I could not go back to the store and claim they had my pie, or they'd given my pie to another customer. There was no record I'd paid for any pie.
I didn't have any dessert last night. That's not such a terrible thing. I often don't eat dessert. But, there was something very depressing about that meal because I couldn't have a slice of pie afterwords. And I don't know where either pie is. I hope someone is out there enjoying them. I guess I'm just a senile crazy old coot who just imagined the pies. I can't figure where my pies went.