Did you agree with the cashier? That may have been what did it in...
I don't understand the title. Perhaps you could explain in a footnote.
From give and take, and still somehow
It's retail's illusions i recall.
I really don't know retail at all.
Doesn't scan unfortunately.
Was the avocado thing sincere or were you just being a prick?
It was sincere, unfortunately. I was focused on asking him a question, and didn't look at what he was stacking. He was very nice about it.
That's too bad, there are dozens of possible snarky replies. I bet he's at home hours later thinking of snappy comebacks he could have used.
I hope she glared at the cashier. What a dick.
She laughed. Storekeepers are nutty, you know.
Storekeepers are nutty, you know.
Bigot.
About the bigotry, the nuttiness, or the protein?
Clearly, teofilo is Tevye the Milkman.
All day long I'd comment on the blogs,
If I were a wealthy man.
I was mistaken for pregnant at a bookstore a couple of months back. The counter was tall enough (and I'm short enough) that she couldn't see me below about mid-chest, and apparently there was another customer who looked a lot like me who had been asking about pregnancy books earlier. To her credit, after my not-pregnant-just-fat-and-Jesus-not-THAT-fat,-lady response through gritted teeth, she was extremely apologetic.
Yeah, that was pretty special.
Oh god, I did that to someone once. Never again.
OT, but Aravosis has a post on Haggard's church's esthetic. And pictures, too.
Harpers' description:
Here in the World Prayer Center is a print of The Vessel, a tall, vertical panel of two nude, ample-breasted, white female angels team-pouring an urn of honey onto the shaved head of a naked, olive-skinned man below. The honey drips down over his slab-like pecs and his six-pack abs into the eponymous vessel, which he holds in front of his crotch.
Seriously, "You used to be pretty"? How does that slip past the filter?
Uh. Excuse me. But the dude just asked your *ex*, in your prescence, if she used to be thinner. You forgot to tell us how
much you tipped him. That's worth a tenner, at least.
-booger
It wasn't in his presence; see comment 2.
Ah, and so I die the Death of Previous Ignored Comment.
aaagghh......
Where's the AM [est] crowd. I just got home from work(!) and I demand…something.
Clownæ-style: (By which I mean the folks in places below which the sun currently is or has been within the last five hours or so.)
"below" s/b "above"
Clearly my world is turned upside down, and I should go to bed.
29 -- Emerson and nattarGcM are usually up before me, and frequently OneFatEnglishman as well. Well and the miscellany of other Europeans who comment here.
Hey, I'm here! I can report that Haggard's assistant pastor says that there is some truth in the accusations.
Does Emerson in fact ever go to bed - I thought he was somewhere in the north west? Or is he just too busy eating brains all night?
Emerson identifies Michigan as Northwestern so don't pay attention to his geographical categorizations. He lives near the Great Lakes in the region everybody else calls the Midwest. He does however get up very early.
I get up before the stupid, lazy birds.
I have an erratic sleep schedule. I take naps if I get up too early. I've gotten up as early as 4:30.
OK, smartass, where is Northwestern U. located? Not Michigan, sure, but nearby in the Northwest.
When I was in college I had a 'fake ID' for booze purchasing purposes that was someone's real driver's license a friend at another college had picked up off the ground where it had been lost, and noticed the picture looked enough like me to use. (In retrospect, I can't remember why he didn't return it. It didn't bother me at the time, so I'm either a bad person, or there was a good reason. Maybe he knew the real owner and knew she'd already replaced it when he found it?)
Unfortunately, the picture looked a lot like me, but significantly prettier. Every damn time I bought beer, the clerk would start talking about how I should change my hairstyle back, or if I'd been sick or something. The restraint it took not to explain "No, that's not me. She's just better looking than I am. I'm not going to look that good without a face transplant," was huge.
Man, ogged, you are a doofus. I mean, you were looking for avocadoes? In November?
38: I have some still ripening in the back yard.