Had to deal with the following two 920s and their premature vocal ejaculations today:
Lady: (standing in front of the cough drops) Where you hidin' the cough drops at?
Me: (puts on biggest shit-eating grin I can because I don't have the heart to tell her "Right in front of your friggin' FACE.")
Lady: Oh. Huh. Guess You moved them again.
Older lady: Excuse me, do you have any more of these? (A bag of Reese's Pieces shaped like a carrot, meant for stuffing in Easter baskets.)
Me: (standing right in front of an endstand full of them) They're right here.
Older lady: Oh, if they were a snake, it would've bit me!
Me:
Lady: (standing in front of the cough drops) Where you hidin' the cough drops at?
Me: (puts on biggest shit-eating grin I can because I don't have the heart to tell her "Right in front of your friggin' FACE.")
Lady: Oh. Huh. Guess You moved them again.
Older lady: Excuse me, do you have any more of these? (A bag of Reese's Pieces shaped like a carrot, meant for stuffing in Easter baskets.)
Me: (standing right in front of an endstand full of them) They're right here.
Older lady: Oh, if they were a snake, it would've bit me!
Me:

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