Not by me, but by Peter, who’s in Santa Monica right now:

I was in the produce section and some packs of carrots fell about 5 feet behind me. I went to help the worker pick them up, and he said, “That happens, because this stuff is alive. Over there in the junk food, stuff never moves. Not on the shelves. Not in your body.”

Ha. Even better is that it wasn’t some standard California wheatgrass-drinking hippie who said this, but a middle-aged, not-hippie black guy.