Why I Love Online Shopping
I know that I’m not fearless; this is typical to any person belonging to the female gender. Therefore whenever I encounter any incident which compromises my freedom or exposes me to the cruel hands of criminal acts, I’m usually too frightened. Let’s for a minute think about Somalia or Syria for instance. These two are just but examples of places where violence is the order of the day.
As you will agree with me, the women and children who are caught amidst these chaos are the ones who suffer the ‘lion’s share’ of the whole ordeal, unlike men – I always advocate for the dismissal of gender parity when it comes to this.
Therefore two years ago when I was caught in an assassination attempt involving the use of guns when I went shopping for groceries in our local outlet, I was completely shaken. Usually, my shopping is accompanied by indecisiveness – what I really need vs. what could make my day, this coupled by limited finances makes me end up shopping for more time than reasonable.
That day everything happened really first that I had no time for logically thinking out straight. I was picking some fresh cucumbers when I had a loud deafening sound which was followed almost simultaneously with a wild-like scream.
This not only startle the hell out of me but I ended up dropping what I had picked. I couldn’t utter a word. What my entire reflex managed to do was get me to drop to the floor from where I intermittently cast furtive glance on a body of a young man who must have been in his mid 30s who lay on a pool of blood on the ground writhing in pain. Standing a yard or two was a masked man holding a pistol and gazing down at the shot man.
He then raised his pistol again, pointed at him and another loud echoing bang filled the room as the man was shot again. This was the shot which must have finished him because he didn’t even twitch but no laid down still.
As I lay down on the ground watching all this with much sorrow and fright, I saw the masked man escape. That’s when I realized that some more shoppers were there on the ground too. I must have been too scared because 5 minutes later when the others were on their feet, I was still on the ground. I must have missed even the moment when one of the grocery attendants called the police who must have been near because what got me back to my feet were the sounds of an approaching siren.
By the time the police arrived I was up. Shortly an ambulance too arrived as the police were marking the scene of crime, only for the ER staff to pronounce the man dead. He was taken to the morgue while we went to the police station to record statements. Since that day, I prefer shopping online.