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I was working at a grocery store, stocking food in the freezer aisle. Along comes a customer, passing by on the other side of the waist-level coolers that divide the aisle in half. She's unremarkable: middle-aged, white, obese. Indistinguishable from the thousands of other customers I saw in my years there.
So this woman passes me, just looking at the frozen foods. And there, hanging on the back of her shirt, is a lizard. And not just a common garden-variety lizard, but a bearded dragon.
A live adult bearded dragon is just chilling on the back of this customer's shirt as she does her grocery shopping.
Just. What.
I had so many questions. But I was a socially awkward teenager so I said nothing and never saw the lizard lady again.