I am officially GROSSED OUT.
I just got back from the city market.
I took a head of leafy green lettuce off the wall and another rolled down and landed on the rug they put under the lettuce, due to all the water from the misters.
I handed the head to the stock person that was close by refilling the peppers, and told them that it had fallen on the dirty carpet. I expected him to toss it in the compost bin box on the bottom of the trolly. Instead, he put it on the back of the cart. Ok, whatever, the box was full of peppers, maybe he doesn't mix things for accounting reasons.
So I keep shopping the produce section and another stock person reaches above the lettuce and puts up a new sign, and knocks another head onto the dirty rug.
He reached down, picked it up, and put it to the top of the pile.

Now I KNOW where my shoes had been 30 minutes earlier, walking through the alpaca barn and the CHICKEN HOUSE!
Lettuce anyone???
Then as I rounded the corner from the potatoes, out pops stock boy #1 from the back room with lettuce head #1 shaking water off. Obviously he ran it under some water.
You aren't washing barn and henhouse off with a quick rinse. And what ELSE was on that rug?
NASTY.