Messed up conversations this week
I was giggling ALL WEEK LONG. People are so damned funny, I love it.
One child decided to randomly inform me that her grandpa "drinks a little alcohol". You bet I took great joy in sharing the knowledge when her teacher came back into the room. "Hey, tell Ms. Susie about your grandpa..." "He drinks a little alcohol!" :D Sometimes I love my job.
Then, I went to Bed, Bath & Beyond to get some new knives and a very cool Kapoosh holder. (I hate wooden knife slots, I really do.) I go to a cashier in order to check out, and he apparently gets suspicious when someone is purchasing cutlery, because he felt the need to find out what I was going to be doing with three blister packs of knives.
Cashier- Will you need a gift receipt with this?
Me- No
Cashier- Well, is this on a gift registry?
Me- (a little taken aback) No. It's for me.
Cashier- You sure do like knives.
Me- (internally amused/appalled but discarding the temptation to get creepy on the nosy parker in case he is creepier than my imagination) Yes, getting rid of the old ones, getting new ones.
Then I giggled all the way back to work and told this to everyone I saw. And whenever someone gets sassy with me, I'll remind them that I 'sure do like knives'.
There have been SO many other conversations that just take too much backstory to appreciate, but I want every week to be this amusing.
One child decided to randomly inform me that her grandpa "drinks a little alcohol". You bet I took great joy in sharing the knowledge when her teacher came back into the room. "Hey, tell Ms. Susie about your grandpa..." "He drinks a little alcohol!" :D Sometimes I love my job.
Then, I went to Bed, Bath & Beyond to get some new knives and a very cool Kapoosh holder. (I hate wooden knife slots, I really do.) I go to a cashier in order to check out, and he apparently gets suspicious when someone is purchasing cutlery, because he felt the need to find out what I was going to be doing with three blister packs of knives.
Cashier- Will you need a gift receipt with this?
Me- No
Cashier- Well, is this on a gift registry?
Me- (a little taken aback) No. It's for me.
Cashier- You sure do like knives.
Me- (internally amused/appalled but discarding the temptation to get creepy on the nosy parker in case he is creepier than my imagination) Yes, getting rid of the old ones, getting new ones.
Then I giggled all the way back to work and told this to everyone I saw. And whenever someone gets sassy with me, I'll remind them that I 'sure do like knives'.
There have been SO many other conversations that just take too much backstory to appreciate, but I want every week to be this amusing.