Inside, each trolley collision resonated like a thousand crashing cymbals. Shelf stackers dissolved into the chaos. A boa constrictor’s victim, trapped in the reptile’s stomach, would have had more room to breathe than here; it truly was as busy as a hive full of bees.
Deep within the supermarket, a small child dragged his feet along the polished marble as he was pulled along; shiny, smart trainers screeched piercingly against the flooring. The boy whined noisily. Prying heads snapped to the source of the noise, either sighing disdainfully or smiling knowingly. Unruly, ebony black hair exploded from the boy’s head like a jungle, illuminating a sharp nose and bright, azure blue eyes that glowed with resolve. Whining as loud as a banshee he struggled to let go of his mother’s grip. He finally stopped after surreptitiously placing a bag of Haribo’s in the trolley.
Irritably a loud, disgruntled snort could be heard from where a stubby lady stood. She looked, procrastinating at the tins in front of her as she reluctantly walked past on to the next aisle, clearly annoyed by her own parsimonious attitude.
The women and the mother with her boy soon disappeared into the pandemonium.
The tills could be heard furiously bleeping as they rushed through the onslaught of the im-patient customers. Different sections of the food department were each reaching out with alluring aromas, mesmerising customers so they could almost taste the food. The scurrying customers were completely oblivious to the booming speakers, who despite at full volume, could not delve into the cascade of noise.
As the day went on and finally came to a close the doors slid shut and all that could be heard were the rumbling cars and chattering birds of the outside world.
