In an emergency run for allergy medication for Hub:
A Wal-Mart cashier goes to put my 3 items - a bag of chips and two small bottles of medicine - in one of those annoying plastic bags.
Me: Oh, don't worry. I don't need a bag. I'll just carry them.
Her (still putting them in the bag): Are you sure? You need one.
Me: No I don't. I'll just put these in my purse and carry the chips.
Her: But they like you to have a bag!
Me: I'm sorry. I'll just tell them I told you not to give me one if they ask. (I never asked who "they" were.)
Her: But they might ask for proof when you exit!
Me: Yes. That's ok. I'll just show them.
Her: But they'll ask for your receipt I mean!
Me: Yes. That's what I'll show them. I'm ok with that.
Her: Are you SURE?
Me (exasperated but calm look): I'm SURE. These bags are a waste.
Her: No! They can be so useful!
At that point I cut eye contact and moved quickly away. These are the same people that often also look at me like I'm crazy when I have my own bags and then get all huffy about not wanting to pack them and watch me while I do so. Whatever. Sometimes we're so backward here. By the way - "they" didn't want to see my receipt even when I offered.
Kermit Had it Right
Update Thursday, October 8, 2009 at 8:16 PM.
Dalam topik crazy sh*t
Dalam topik crazy sh*t