Old Gray Mare
TB Fanatic
So I'm inviting others to leave similar stories on this thread. The following was totally unintentional.
The story....
So I'm in Costco and headed for the door in my normal state of confusion. The recite needed to exit the store has been devoured by my black hole of a purse. Scrounging furiously to locate the correct recite from the fist full of them I've located so far. Success! I put the desired recite between my lips so it doesn't get confused with the rest I'm busy cramming back into the black hole. All this accomplished within a few feet of the exit under the watchful eyes of the dedicated receipt checkers.
Taking the recite from my mouth, I hand it to the checker who takes it like he's been asked to handle a rabid venomous stinging insect. Gripping the offending paper at arm's length with the very tips of his fingers, he scores it with his marker while pushing it back in my general direction as fast as humanly possible while wishing me a; "Good Day!".
I left smiling.
The story....
So I'm in Costco and headed for the door in my normal state of confusion. The recite needed to exit the store has been devoured by my black hole of a purse. Scrounging furiously to locate the correct recite from the fist full of them I've located so far. Success! I put the desired recite between my lips so it doesn't get confused with the rest I'm busy cramming back into the black hole. All this accomplished within a few feet of the exit under the watchful eyes of the dedicated receipt checkers.
Taking the recite from my mouth, I hand it to the checker who takes it like he's been asked to handle a rabid venomous stinging insect. Gripping the offending paper at arm's length with the very tips of his fingers, he scores it with his marker while pushing it back in my general direction as fast as humanly possible while wishing me a; "Good Day!".
I left smiling.
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