oh my.

[roxy]

So the other day this guy comes through my register with a big ass box of trojans and a big bottle of lube, the kind that warms, and it's about two in the afternoon. I ring up his stuff and say all chipper-like, "There ya go! Have a nice evening."

Awkward.

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[carolinecrane.livejournal.com]

Ha! Doesn't he know that's why self-checkout was invented?