well, i can honestly say that no matter how many places i've lived, i've never had to worry about a volcanic eruption before. after reading the article, it makes me almost want to write for the columbian. i mean hell. if someone can get away with repeating oneself approximately 5 times in a small article, as well as using words such as 'wafting' and 'burbled', i think IIIIII can.
says i.
CUTEST THING ON EARTH happened last night. i was running my register, a woman and her son comes up. the four of five year oldish son is absolutely beautiful: bronze skin, light brown bouncy curls, and GIGANTIC blue eyes that gave him the appearance of being VERY SERIOUS about everything. halfway through the transaction, he has to go potty. but he really wants a peppermint patty. but he really has to go potty. so, having him put down his candy bar, the mother takes him towards the bathroom. i start ringing up the next customer, an older woman. as i bleep my first item, the little boy comes running up again, a new peppermint patty in hand, and....
boy: excuse me, i would like to buy this, please. *holding peppermint patty awkwardly by one corner*
aubrey: certainly, i would be most happy to do that for you, sir, as soon as i'm done with my current customer. *smile*
older woman: *mouths awwwwwwwww! go ahead!* then shrugs as i continue to ring her up.
boy's mother: *running up* what are you doing?
boy: i'm buying this for me.
mother: do you even have any money?
boy: YES! *opens his other hand to proudly display a rather beaten up bead*
*aubrey and older woman look at each other and mouth OH MY! AWWWWW!*
mother: that isn't money, dear.
boy: it's not? well... how do you GET money then?
mother: *embarassingly grabbing him by the hand and dragging him back towards the bathroom, smiling at us all apologetically* we'll discuss it later, dear...
i tried describing the situation to coworkers throughout the night, and they didn't get a rats ass, frequently interrupting me to say whatever. understood. we had an overwhelming amount of stuff to do last night, but eesh, people LET A BIT OF CUTENESS IN! jerks.
says i.
CUTEST THING ON EARTH happened last night. i was running my register, a woman and her son comes up. the four of five year oldish son is absolutely beautiful: bronze skin, light brown bouncy curls, and GIGANTIC blue eyes that gave him the appearance of being VERY SERIOUS about everything. halfway through the transaction, he has to go potty. but he really wants a peppermint patty. but he really has to go potty. so, having him put down his candy bar, the mother takes him towards the bathroom. i start ringing up the next customer, an older woman. as i bleep my first item, the little boy comes running up again, a new peppermint patty in hand, and....
boy: excuse me, i would like to buy this, please. *holding peppermint patty awkwardly by one corner*
aubrey: certainly, i would be most happy to do that for you, sir, as soon as i'm done with my current customer. *smile*
older woman: *mouths awwwwwwwww! go ahead!* then shrugs as i continue to ring her up.
boy's mother: *running up* what are you doing?
boy: i'm buying this for me.
mother: do you even have any money?
boy: YES! *opens his other hand to proudly display a rather beaten up bead*
*aubrey and older woman look at each other and mouth OH MY! AWWWWW!*
mother: that isn't money, dear.
boy: it's not? well... how do you GET money then?
mother: *embarassingly grabbing him by the hand and dragging him back towards the bathroom, smiling at us all apologetically* we'll discuss it later, dear...
i tried describing the situation to coworkers throughout the night, and they didn't get a rats ass, frequently interrupting me to say whatever. understood. we had an overwhelming amount of stuff to do last night, but eesh, people LET A BIT OF CUTENESS IN! jerks.
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but my heart still glows when i think about that little boy...
i love the fact that he tried to pay with a bead.
kid logic is so cute
(i don't mean you tho :) )
but anyhoo...
i snuck it home. granted, i gave the hat to my brother (it's stretchy!), but i still have the little teddy bear to remind me that not all children are demons!