posted Fri, 12 Jan 2007
I remembered this last night.
I had just checked out a customer and her 12-year-old daughter. They walked away without their purchases and I had to run after them. The mom got a little snappish with the daughter for forgetting and the daughter just giggled in response. The next customer was a grouchy old lady.
Grouchy old lady [glaring after girl]: That’s why I’m so glad I never had daughters.
GOL: Because girls are born with PMS.
Me: She seemed like a sweet kid to me.
GOL: Nope. They all have PMS, all the time. They’re all impossible to deal with.
Me [shrugging]: I’m not impossible to deal with. I’m just fine – especially as long as I’m kept in chocolate.
GOL: Well, my daughters-in-law are bitches.
Me [thinking]: And I wonder why that is?
The working life: Concealed carry
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