Wednesday, July 29, 2015
An early trip to the big box store for more yarn was on the schedule this morning. Lining up at the only register open near the entrance by our parking spot, I waited for a gentlemen who owned a lot of cats or perhaps worked for an animal shelter. Twenty-five pounds of dry and cans and cans of cat food plus about a dozen gallons of drinking water. My turn came and the young clerk seemed not to be enjoying her job. I said, "Good morning." Nothing. She told me the total for my yarn, $21.99. I handed her a twenty and two ones. She rang it up, closed the register and handed me the receipt and the bag. I waited and she looked at me. "Did I do something wrong?" "Don't I have a penny change?" She started to turn to the cash register and I said, "I don't want it! Just teasing you. That can be your tip for the day." She actually laughed. Trying to spread a little joy in Wallyworld.