Sometimes I feel like a Hermit. I would say I *am* a hermit, but it just isn't true. I do go out, I go to work and I don't have an apartment full of newspapers. So I guess that leaves me to be an old maid. I know I'm not "old" now, but I can see myself be talked about 100 years from now by distant relatives as they look over some old family photos.
"Ya, that was Great Aunt Pomme. She never married. Look at her curly hair. It's too bad all that curl died with her."
Yep, I will be reduced to my hair. And my marriage status.
Anyhow, today in the VEHBD, a man visiting from China wandered with a couple of his buddies to look for presents to take home. Unfortunately, he didn't find a bag he liked but the following, very amusing conversation did result:
Him: Do you have a discount?
Me: No
Him : Oh. You are pretty. Are you German?
Me: Uhmmm, kind of...
Him: Ah, American! You are many things. What all are you?
Me: German, French and Irish
Him: Oh! The Germans are very pretty, so are the French, they have good clothes and make up. You know the Russian are very pretty too.
Me: Yes...
Him: Ok, thank you. Have a nice day!
Me: Ok, you too. Have a nice visit.
Sometimes I have the most amusing customers.
I also have the most idiotic customers. I had a woman ask me if the VEHBs were real. Yes, they are real, but she thought they weren't expensive enough. Some people are just stupid. I should have just told her that we add the rest of the ticket price at the register. That would make her feel better.
Wow, that was a long post. Sorry, I will try to post more frequently in hopes to reduce the length.
No comments:
Post a Comment