- Me: “Find everything today?”
- Customer: “Yup.”
- (Note: she is silent through the transaction, which includes a gift card.)
- Me: “How much would you like on this?”
- Customer: “Oh, sorry. Can I have $150?”
- Me: “No problem.”
- Customer: *after paying* “Can you do me a favor?” *she hands me the gift card* “The next customer you see that you think could use this, could you give it to them?”
- Me: *stunned* “…Of course!”
- Me: “Hi! How are you?”
- Customer #2: “I’m okay, thanks.”
- (Clearly she is not ok, but she is trying very hard to be pleasant. She is getting very basic items: milk, bread, eggs, etc. Nothing very festive.)
- Me: “So your total comes out to $0.00.”
- Customer: “What?”
- Me: “The person before you gave me a $150 gift card to use for the next person I thought could use it. You look like you’re having a rough day, so here are your groceries, and there’s about $130 left on this card.”
do you ever just feel so awkward when you buy something and pay in cash and the cashier gives you the change back but you take a few seconds to put the money in your wallet and you can feel the world judging you from afar
“Let’s take this to the bedroom,” I say seductively as I pick up my laptop so I can continue blogging until five in the morning.
94,562 plays
Radio by Lana Del Rey
Now my life is sweet like cinnamon, like a fucking dream I’m living in.
what’s the point of blurring out the middle finger on tv like ooooh you have me fooled what’s behind all that blur? is it an umbrella? an elephant? a young bill cosby?
