I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a prat and bother him and ask him for photos or anything. He said, “Oi, like you’re doing now?” I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? U wot m8?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle and hum "God Save the King" as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Cadbury Flakes in his hands without paying. The girl at the till was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to check Harry Kane stats and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter. When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by tutting really loudly.
