Just another day at work.
Occasionally, I have to get to take a shift at register. Generally, I don’t mind, because I like to interact with our customers. And it can get real interesting up at check-out. A few days ago, for example, a guy came in looking for a specific kind of cigar. I say guy. He looked to be at least 80, but maybe that’s just a result of his lifestyle.
This is an accurate account of our sparkling conversation. I know because it was so good that I wrote it down right afterwards. You’re welcome. continue reading…
steadily skipping stones 