so, this happened:

i went into a local quick shop this morning. the lady behind the counter was watching the gameshow, the price is right on the television over in the corner. i was clearly interrupting. when she finally noticed me i felt embarrassment at taking her away from matters of such import. i set my purchases on the counter and she rings me up.

her(with great enthusiasm): ah, bob barker! i can’t believe he’s retiring!
me: — i uh, didn’t know that.
her: i know! and they’re not replacing him!
me: –
her: I LOVE THAT SHOW! enter your pin.
me: — (entering my pin.)
her: I USED TO WATCH THAT SHOW WITH MY GRANDMA!
me:—(reaching for my things. slowly)
her:(hands me my receipt) it’s going to be HUGE when he dies. HUGE!
me: — (walking slowly towards the door. very slowly)
her: he’ll be on display for DAYS!
me: (running to my car)

 

2 Responses to encounters with crazies

  1. Anji says:

    Perhaps it’s the job that gets to them in the end.

    (I couldn’t comment on the last post. You are doing a great job with your boys, don’t forget that {{hugs}} )

  2. Kimberley says:

    that’s possible. i shouldn’t knock it until i try it, which i have no intention of doing.

    (thanks. they’re good boys, better off without him for sure. :)

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