Me and my girlfriend had been driving the backroads since early in the AM and we hadn’t packed any snacks. No sandwiches. No chips. No nothing. Just pure hunger driving us across the country. We finally stopped in Te Awamutu. My girlfriend wanted a Strawberry Matcha from Starbucks. But I told her, babes, I've a feeling we're not in Kansas anymore, how about Burger Fuel?

I had only been cruising the supermarket aisles for about half an hour on a Wednesday, when wham! I looked out the window and saw someone messing with my ride. I left my trolly lingering by the chillers and ran. There was a parking ticket on my windscreen. I picked it up and felt that unique blend of bile, annoyance and anger. I was dreading the damage.