Almost got killed during a holiday blue light special rush.
I almost got trampled, then my mom stood me up in a cart and left me in a sea of grown ass people literally fighting over toasters and microwaves.
My favorite auntie took me shopping with her a few years later and forgot to pay for the giant house phone we walked out with, so that was my first time inside the back of a police car.
I can still hear my granny slapping the dog shyt out of her as soon as she hopped out the brown station wagon.