Hands Off!!

So what do you do when you're late for work after dropping off your daughter and you need to get gas? Ok, so maybe you don't have a daughter, but when you're late and hungry and have to get gas or else you won't make it to work at all... What do you do?

I stopped to get gas and decided to grab a soda and something to eat. Mmm... Doughnut rack at Casey's. So I finished pumping my gas, grabbed my cash and marched inside like I own the place. I filled my drink then waited as an incredibly tall gentleman finished picking through the doughnut selection, another man got there after I did. I picked up a little wax paper thing to use to pick up a doughnut, then spotted the pre-wrapped blueberry muffins (which the Casey's on 7 hwy NEVER has!!), but before I could even attempt to shuffle things out of the way.... The waiting gentleman reached out and grabbed my 44 oz drink that I had set on the counter and moved it out of the way. What else was I supposed to say other than "Thank you," but I don't like people touching my stuff... I know he was being nice and courteous moving the drink so I wouldn't have to. OR he thought that I look like the type that would just leave it in the way as I attempted to open the cabinet and grab my doughnut. I was perplexed with out a smart answer as to what to tell this handsy sir. I am very possessive of my space and food one rule: don't touch! And I am grown up enough to move my own drinks and am a big girl and able to take care of my self, Thank You!! Ugh.