Day Thirty-Three
-A little girl gasped and shouted out with glee as she saw a box of Tic Tacs. I adore her enthusiasm for fighting halitosis.
-An older woman attempted to surreptitiously sneak stickers into her wallet. I noticed but opted to not say anything in fear of scaring off a sweet elderly person in their natural habitat.
-An old woman bought a large Nerf gun. Logic be damned, I am going to live my life believing it was for personal use.
-A woman saved $0.76 on her purchase, prompting her to let out a sigh of relief and inform me that now she will not have to make her cats get jobs, as she has been threatening for quite some time.
-Upon asking a man how he was doing, I was met with an overly-enthusiastic, “Bad! You?” Never in my life have I felt so guilty for saying that I was doing alright.
-A young girl paid for her own purchase. This is not unheard of and makes my day. She pulled out her own debit card and punched in her PIN from her tip-toes. This was not expected and blew me away.
-As I was on the phone sitting outside during my break, I found myself being confronted. Cat Lady had gone in the store for a moment, only to come out to find me. She shouted that there were no cashiers to be found and proceeded to hobble away from the storefront. I looked inside the store to see two cashiers hard at work. I do not know what to think. I know Cat Lady would not lie to me. I am now highly suspicious.
-An old man walked up to my register using a cane. He completed his purchase and left without it. I hoped that some sort of miracle had occurred. It was a short-lived hope, as he returned for it seemingly in desperate need, but if there is one thing Gene Wilder taught me, it is to keep an eye on this man.
-Jason, the man who catches shoplifters, dressed in black with a hood over his head and faked a shoplifting to gauge cashier response. I passed this test as I paid full attention to this shoplifting. What he did not know was that my thought process was not, “who is trying to shoplift?”, but rather, “what is Jason doing wandering around in a hoodie?”
-A sweet woman facing the effects of time stood at the end of my lane, shouting, “Love you sweetly sir!”, “I love you very dearly!”, and “You are a lovely, lovely man!” I know that she did not know me and these sentiments had no value, but they still managed to make my day brighter.
