Well, DUH!
While standing in the checkout line the woman in front of us suddenly declared, “Oh dear, I forgot my purse in my car!“ She ran off to get it and Jenica exclaimed in a loud voice directly to the lady….
“WELL, DUH!“
I didn’t know whether to be proud of my snarky little brat of be embarassed to death. I chose to look mortified externally while snickering to myself in my head.
And then they run out to thier car, leave thier groceries at the counter, and /just/ when you think they’ve decided that running for thier lives in embarrassment, and the cashier is /just/ about to void thier order to take yours, they come back, with thier checkbook and say, “I’m sorry. I’m so silly. Here, please wait another five minutes while I fumble through my purse for a pen, then forget the date, then write the wrong amount on the check, and then have the check go through the electronic reader and either: a) Bounce b) Fail to have its MICR numbers read properly or c) ask me for ID so my license number (Which I left in my car) can be inserted into the database.. which takes another five minutes while I fish around for it…“
Okay, so I have issues.
But who doesn’t?Okay,
Posted by Chad on 10/16 at 05:20 AM
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