I don’t enjoy going late on a Saturday morning because it is so crowded and cramped – not a happy market hustle and bustle but crowds the likes of which I deal with quite enough in the metro during rush hour every day of the week - it’s not pleasant. People are constantly bumping into each other and it’s hard to take a step without shoving or being shoved. But the produce is good, and really, really cheap.
Today S had to break up a fight – one woman apparently stepped on the shoe of another woman in front of her. Instead of accepting that sort of thing will happen occasionally when masses of people are trying to move in various directions at varying speeds in the reduced space of a market aisle, the first woman whipped off her shoe and clobbered the other one over the head with it.
Flailing and hitting and shouting ensued and S and another man had to physically intervene and separate the two. S’s glasses were knocked off (luckily into a pile of herbs and not on the ground!) and he suffered collateral damage under the form of two tiny scratches on his face – not a huge deal, but still.
Madness, utter madness.
Ca alors! Poor S.
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