Today my family went to this Asian Ranch Market in the valley. I love going there, but because of the crowds we don't go there often. Like normal, we got our routine treats, meat, vegetables, etc. Then, we headed for the fresh seafood area where fish, crabs, clams, lobsters, and all other seafood are displayed infront of a sea of people. My Dad had the prongs and my Mom had the plastic bag; I was standing somewhat between/behind them. They were struggling to get the second juicy crab into the bag. It just wouldn't go. The legs were sprawled out so we had to make sure it didn't claw at us. Then it grabbed the bag and wouldn't let go. It was even flung into the tub of clams. We finally got it in, with a lot of effort, because it was still kicking in there.
This is why I love going to the market. Everyone around didn't even think about it as weird or unusual.