The grocery store was unusually crowded, and my seven-month-pregnant wife and I found ourselves stuck in a long checkout line. The wait was frustrating, but we had no choice but to be patient. As we stood there, a man ahead of us rudely cut in front of several people, completely ignoring the glares from those he had displaced. His arrogance was unsettling, and it was clear he had no regard for anyone else.
My wife, who had been quietly observing him, leaned in and whispered, “Something’s not right about him.” I chuckled at her comment, assuming she was just annoyed at his rudeness, but then she gave me a knowing smile and added, “I have a sixth sense for justice.” I didn’t think much of it at the time, but moments later, security guards approached the man, and an unexpected scene unfolded.
The guards confronted him, accusing him of shoplifting. At first, he loudly denied the allegations, scoffing at the idea that he would steal. But when the security team asked him to open his jacket, the truth was revealed—several expensive items were hidden inside. A murmur of shock spread through the crowd as everyone realized what had just happened.
Security footage confirmed his actions, leaving no room for argument. As the guards retrieved the stolen items, the man’s arrogance crumbled, replaced by embarrassment and shame. He had tried to act superior to everyone in line, yet he was the one breaking the rules all along.
My wife squeezed my hand, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. “See? Karma works fast,” she said with a smirk. We had to wait a little longer to check out due to the commotion, but it was worth it. Walking out of the store, I couldn’t help but feel grateful to have such an observant and insightful partner—life with her was never boring.
