By a Target cashier.
She unloaded my basket and put my stuff on the belt, then asked me to put the basket at the end of the belt. I went to reach for it, but she already had, and it slipped out of her hand and thwapped me right in the corner of the eye.
It knocked my glasses off and I could feel a goose-egg forming. I was tearing like a mofo.
The bitch didn't even apologize!
I checked the mirror when I got to the car and sure enough, I had a dark blue goose-egg right next to my eye. Thankfully my glasses covered it.
Where's carrann? I need someone to bitch about Target with.