We had a pretty slow day recently. There was no one in the store except the four people on shift. While one person was in the back a man came in. He saw three of us clustered up chatting together. We all turned smiles on him and he pretended to be taken aback, exclaiming, "There's more of you than anyone else in the store!" We all laughed and he approached us, looking us all over like we were products he wanted to buy. I almost expected him to open up our mouths and check our teeth like they do with horses to tell their age.
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| Hmm, looks to be in her twenties, lightly used, good education |
After another beat he points at our male coworker and says, "I choose you!" He then walks off, confident that the chosen employee will follow after him to attend to his needs. Me and the remaining girl look at each other both amused and offended. "Do you feel like a Pokemon?" she asked. "I was thinking that exact same thing- dibs on the fire starter!" Beaming at the thought of Charmander, I waited for her choice. She thought then said, "Water." I nodded. We chuckled about it all while we waited for our male associate to return. When he rejoined us I tsked and said, "Look who got stuck as the plant starter." After we explained the situation he began complaining loudly, "I want to be fire!" I shook my head gravely, "Too bad man, that guy picked the grass starter, cause I called dibs on fire."
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| No one loves you bulbasaur. No one. |
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