I went to Cracker Barrel for breakfast this morning because let's face it the food there is delicious no matter how unhealthy it is. On the way I home I decided to stop by the pharmacy to pick up some Pamprin because--well--I am a woman and women menstruate, and sometimes we cramp.
I grab the Pamprin and go to checkout. The head cashier is a teenage boy. The following conversation actually just happened:
Cashier (rings up my Pamprin, grins): So, you crampin'?
Me (annoyed look on my face, eyebrows raised): Really? You wanna talk about this? Seriously?
Cashier (red faced, stuttering, horrified expression, eyes wide): I'm soooo sorry. Oh my god. I am so so so sorry. I don't know why I said that.
Female cashier standing next to male cashier: snickers
Me (mean voice): Yeah, I don't know why you said it either.
I turn away and begin walking out the door. From behind me I hear:
female cashier to male cashier: Smooth move. Real smooth.
*shakes head* Really? Why would you ask that? Open mouth, insert foot.
Aw, I wouldn't have embarrassed him. He was just making conversation. It sounds like he was comfortable with the subject at first, which is really a lovely thing for teenage boys who will one day be men with wives and daughters. Sure, it's very personal coming from a stranger, but I would have laughed about it. I might be weird, though.
ReplyDeleteI'm pretty sure he was embarrassed regardless, but you're right. I definitely should have been nicer. Where is my filter when I need it? LOL. Poor boy. I'll go back later and be nice to him ;)
ReplyDeleteBhahaha this is so hilarious, I can't believe he said that lol. He must have sisters or something that he teases maybe. Either way, this just made my night!
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