Please, please have mercy on me! The worst form of torment is being forced to talk about the weather! I walked to the market this morning, dreading, having to go through the cashier line!
Please, please just ring me up and let me the heck out! I had this vision today of my tormenters tying me to a chair with ropes and forcing me to TALK ABOUT THE WEATHER ALL DAY!
I got in to the line with 2 items. Oh no here it comes:
Cashier: Pretty day. not as cold as yesterday.
Me: (He's rung me up so i say thank you and that's it.)
I try to walk away and he says: "Wind coming tonight, won't top 40 until tomorrow!"
All I can say is: "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
In any given day i am forced to go through at least 3 lines to deal with human cashiers. I do prefer the automated lines for this reason. Everybody wants to tell me what the weather is.
How are you? they ask.
I'm here. I answer
Well, it's a beautiful day at least, they say.
Mmmm Hmmm. I say.
I get the distinct impression that i am torturing these cashiers by my unwillingness to engage in small talk.
I go the ladies room today and what comes over the loudspeaker but the song:
"IT'S A BEAUTIFUL DAY!"
(i can live with that. i do love the song. and i love the synchronicity of that song coming on. In my next post, i will put up that song.)
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