Saturday, September 09, 2006
I didn't! Yay!
I'm home from vacation, and basking in doing nothing but working around the house. And puttering, I do love to putter.
Alas, I was forced to run out to That Place: Walmart. Laundry soap. Diet Coke. That's all I needed, to get through my day. In & out!
I approached the 10-items or less checkout, only to stand around while the clerk explained to the customer in front of me, exactly how it was that Steve Irwin died. She was clearly not a multi-tasker. As she drew little pictures in the air of the shape of a stingray, the 2 or 3 items in need of being rung up sat on the belt.
In a not so subtle gesture, I gave my soap & coke a push up the belt, giving the customer in front of me a little roll of my eyes, as if to say, "it's hard to find good help these days, isn't it?"
It was revealed soon enough, though, that the clerk was the most sane of the two. The order in front of me came a grand total of $4.33.
The customer in front of me pulled out a VISA card, and a $5 bill.
"I would like to put $2.80 on the VISA card, and pay the rest in cash, only I want to conduct the cash transaction first."
You know, there are some days in which it's an enormous accomplishment if you can go to sleep knowing you didn't murder anyone.