An elderly woman and what I can only suppose was her granddaughter were stopped in front of a Sabon shop on 6th Ave in the West Village. A salesperson holding a basket was handing out colorful little slices of something resembling Listerine breath strips.
The old woman took a few and asked, "What kind of candy is this?" as her young charge began to place the orange sliver in her tiny mouth.
"Oh! It's not candy. It's soap!", said the panicked salesgirl.
Grandma knocked it out of the girls hands and shuffled away, clearly sad that she wasn't getting a free sample of something she could eat.
If the little girl had said, "Fuck!", then her Granny would have had a good reason to use that soap sample.
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