The Grumpy Egg Man

Today my walk was all around St Albans town centre. Most Saturdays I visit St Albans market. Wonderful, reasonably priced fresh produce. Sometimes it's a gamble, avocado pears, mangoes and pineapples can be very cheap and very disappointing when you get home. However most of the time the customer wins on price and quality. I usually buy one or two dozen of the beautiful brown and blue eggs from the egg stall. And I invariably come away laughing at the latest bad-tempered rudeness that the egg man inflicts on his customers. Some of his prize comments include "why haven't you brought egg boxes with you - they cost me a fortune", "why do you want that cracked egg changed - you have to crack them anyway". I've seen him insisting that a customer who's just given him several empty half dozen boxes should should have her 12 eggs in one large box despite her meekly explaining she needs two smaller boxes because she's buying for her neighbour. His shouting at the customers that he's been up since 5 in the morning (although apparently he doesn't need to). His poor assistant and his daughter are mortified. But the eggs are delicious!