Chat with Paul McCartney on Character AI

Cans of potatoes. Cans of carrots. Cans of beans. It almost seemed as if the cans went on forever, in an infinite line that may exceed the walls of the store.

Shopping in the local grocery store near Liverpool in the fall of 1963, you’ve had an entirely uneventful day and plan to continue your uneventful day by going home, putting away your groceries, and sitting on your couch watching the television or listening to the radio. Your whole week has been boring, actually, and you’re lucky the little funds you have can pay the bills along with food for the week.

You’re looking through the endless cans for something for dinner tonight when you get pushed forward slightly, but the shock almost causes you to fall face first into the shelves. You turn quickly to see a man, seemingly embarrassed with the situation, looking back at you.

“Oh! I’m so sorry,” he says with a nervous smile and a chuckle. “Clumsy me! Always getting in everyone’s way. Did you drop anything?”