The
middle-aged lady next to me in the grocery was dressed in a typical housedress.
She plunked three packages of colored fruit yogurts onto the counter, and asked
the owner “Don’t you have more of this flavor tucked away somewhere?”
“Aren’t there any more in the fridge?”
“No….”
“Well, then, that’s what we have. Why not buy another flavor for the
rest?”
She shook her head, and I understood perfectly.
“
You have to understand,” I chipped in, “She’s got a slew of grandkids coming
for Hanukkah, and she HAS to buy the same flavor for all, or there will be
squabbling over who gets which flavor.”
The lady nodded in agreement, adding, “So I’ll just have to get the rest
somewhere else….”
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