Morning Discussion: Post-It From America
I take a deep breath and lean in to scream "WHHHHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYY???!"
He does not even blink and continues to scan my cherry Kool-Aid, Wonder Bread and 'teeth-brusher' though my spittle is raining down upon his face.
I hand my $5 bill over with a grunt, then slap his cheek when he passes me my change.
"Have a nice day!" he trills as I walk away.
From The Chatty
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Seems like your assimilation is progressing nicely, Alice.
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