I am in a supermarket. Trolley, check. Pushing around, check. Bread. Vegs. Bottle of Coke with a name on it. Removes the name. Uhm…looks around. Cologne. Two second class degrees. One first class. Buys a lower class degree to a lady besides me. Forgets another first class degree. Tells the attendant to throw it to me. Thank you. Pushes trolley to the counter. Pays. Leaves supermarket. Calls a boda guy. Take me home. How much? Okay, I will give you one degree I bought from the supermarket. The Boda guy obliges. Takes me home.