I was dining at a very fancy restaurant on the French Riviera with good friends. As the fromager rolls up the cheese cart, my buddy reaches out with his own knife to cut off a hunk of cheese. The fromager reached out and slapped his hand. F’ing hilarious.
BTW, I do not understand people in grocery aisles with carts. I manage to park mine on the side when I’m grabbing something so others can get by. And if it was in the middle of the aisle, I’d keep an eye on it and move it if it was blocking someone. But 99% of the twats in my grocery store seem absolutely oblivious to…