Pronounpalooza

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.