Including the pickup lines.
Picture it: Murrells Inlet Kroger, 2008. Me, trying to buy groceries. Cute young checkout girl, trying to do her job. Old, yellow biker dude skeezer, in line behind me buying beer and chicken.
Skeezer to checkout girl: So, how’re you?
Checkout girl: Fine.
Skeezer: I can see that.
Me: Die in a fire.
Sometimes you wish you handn’t left your shank at home, knowhuddimean?
Tags: Die in a Fire
October 24, 2008 at 3:50 pm |
Awww, there’s nothing quite like an AARP Hells Angel wannabe.
October 25, 2008 at 12:50 am |
Oh geez. Today I was shaking someone’s hand for work, and it was my left hand, and he said, “Why aren’t you married?” I was formulating a response when he said, “Let me see your notes, see what you got so far.”
I just laughed. Not sure how serious he was, but I laughed.
Now that we have Target, my next mission is to get a Kroger here in town.
October 25, 2008 at 1:23 am |
@lala: As a forever happily single person OMG how that phrase just makes my flesh crawl. Geez society, when did manners and couth become the exception to the rule!
October 26, 2008 at 12:58 pm |
With a Target, your life is now complete, lala, although a Kroger would be a cherry on the cake.
October 27, 2008 at 1:08 am |
Did you say ‘Die in a fire’ or just think it? Because if you said it out loud, you are my new hero.
October 27, 2008 at 1:38 am |
Oh, I said it, but only loud enough for the checkout girl and the bag boy to hear. Dude was YELLOW from head to toe – yellow hair, eyes, skin, fingernails. I didn’t want to get into a scratching match with him or anything.
October 29, 2008 at 1:29 am |
@lala my favorite response when someone asks why I’m not married is to shrug my shoulders and say “just lucky, I guess”.
October 30, 2008 at 11:25 pm |
I can’t wait to make us all some DIAF t-shirts.