There had been some excitement at a South Hill grocery/natural living store.
An apparently disturbed individual had to be ushered out of the place.
I found myself talking to the manager about it. And I told her something one of the cashiers — a guy known for telling awful jokes — had said a few minutes earlier.
“He said he hoped he got the help he needed.”
After a moment, the manager asked if it was the cashier hoping to get help. Which gave me the opening to suggest it was too late for that.