So, this actually happened a year ago, but I just remembered it while stalking the archives.
My boyfriend is a cashier, and one day he called me while he was on his break.
Me: Hey sweetie, how are ya?"
Bf: Hey... I'm icing my crotch.
Me: Um...
Bf: A GOOSE got into the store.
Me:
waitwhat?
Bf: You know... The entrance closest to the inlet? A goose got in there.
Me: Good God, did you have to tackle it or call Animal Control?
Bf: Neither. Me and another co worker started herding it out, and it was relatively calm, until the toddler shouted "GOOSE!" And charged at it.
Me: Oh god. Did it attack the kid?
Bf: No. It attacked the closest thing to it. Me. In the crotch.
Me: *SNRRK* Oh god, I'm so sorry sweetie. Do you want me to kiss it and make it feel better?
Bf: I've got ice on it right now... the Manager gave me a long break.
Me: So how'd you get it out of the store?
Bf: I grabbed it by the neck and pulled it off. Then I walked it to the door, throat in hand.
Me:... and it didn't kill you?
Bf: No, it was actually really- one sec. (talking to someone else) What? No... WHAT? (back to me) A girl just said "You know, heat is better for cramping." She realized I was a guy afterwards and walked off.
Me: ... I love you dearly sweetie, but would you kill me if I laughed?
Bf: Go right ahead, I plan to once the swelling goes down.
Me:
My boyfriend is a cashier, and one day he called me while he was on his break.
Me: Hey sweetie, how are ya?"
Bf: Hey... I'm icing my crotch.
Me: Um...
Bf: A GOOSE got into the store.
Me:

Bf: You know... The entrance closest to the inlet? A goose got in there.
Me: Good God, did you have to tackle it or call Animal Control?
Bf: Neither. Me and another co worker started herding it out, and it was relatively calm, until the toddler shouted "GOOSE!" And charged at it.
Me: Oh god. Did it attack the kid?
Bf: No. It attacked the closest thing to it. Me. In the crotch.
Me: *SNRRK* Oh god, I'm so sorry sweetie. Do you want me to kiss it and make it feel better?
Bf: I've got ice on it right now... the Manager gave me a long break.
Me: So how'd you get it out of the store?
Bf: I grabbed it by the neck and pulled it off. Then I walked it to the door, throat in hand.
Me:... and it didn't kill you?
Bf: No, it was actually really- one sec. (talking to someone else) What? No... WHAT? (back to me) A girl just said "You know, heat is better for cramping." She realized I was a guy afterwards and walked off.
Me: ... I love you dearly sweetie, but would you kill me if I laughed?
Bf: Go right ahead, I plan to once the swelling goes down.
Me:

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