Victimized

I was in Target this morning shopping for last minute vacation supplies. I walked into the pharmacy isle for vitamins. I am alone in the aisle.

An old man, probably around mid-late 60's enters the aisle looks around briefly as if discovering by quick glances that this is not the aisle he wants. He leaves.

Less than 30 seconds later, while still scanning the vitamins I suddenly can't breathe. It's the most vicious fart I have ever smelled. The old man left it for me.