I was just at H-E-B, and one of my irks became pretty relevant ...
I hate people that get in the 10 or less lane with about 20 items (and i don't mean like 10 of one item; i mean 20 different items).
The saving grace, however, was when the cashier didn't ask for my ID and said "do you promise that you're of age and pretty pretty please won't go to jail." That made my day. Really.
That, and, well, they actually had Canada Dry tonic water. That was nifty (because that's my tonic of choice, which is never in stock whenever I want it). Yeah.
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