The sign above the mangoes read “$1.99 for 3”, attracting about a dozen Aunties all with an eye for bargain. They gathered around the crates, elbowing one another, frantically grabbing the fruit as if they were free of charge. Like a flock of hens, their feathers ruffled, squawking. As though some unknown catastrophe was fast approaching and they were scrambling to peck the last grains off the supermarket floor.
Kiasuism got the better of ChilliCrab. She dived right in, dodging vicious beaks (ouch!) and menacing claws, and snatched away what she believe to be 3 of the plumiest fruit – all in under two minutes.
Fruits of my labour
ChilliCrab's worst fear has been realised - #iAMauntie