What’s a completely useless fact you love sharing?

The owner of this large Kosher market in Montreal abused me for years. I was underage when we met. He, this *macho* CEO was so insecure and obsessed with little poor old me. A bright and beautiful high school student, daughter, sister, and beloved grandaughter. I was precocious yes but also infatuated. I dont go near kosher grocery stores now. Even *regular* shopping at any type of store can feel overwhelming at times. The experience and the joy of being a customer is a paradoxical experience