So, my dd is my shopper. What I don’t buy online, I send her to purchase. Well, last-minute-Nelly here needed flowers and a card for my mom for mother’s day. I sent her to the store.
The garden goose is what she bought for my mom. Love it! Perfect! And she returned with my flowers and card…and a story…
Well, she said it was hilarious trying to muscle her way into the card aisle. Every husband in town was doing his shopping at O-dark-thirty. And a big red-headed guy seemed to be following her around from aisle to aisle. When she stared at him, he said he wasn’t following, but he was stuck for what to buy. In the clearance aisle, he glanced at mini-trampoline.
My daughter shook her head. “No. Just no.”
He said, “But she could use it.”
She said, giving him the “uh-huh” head-shake, “You’re telling her she’s fat.”
His eyes got really big, and he headed back over to the flowers.
Hope you didn’t get a mini-trampoline. 🙂