Another time I was at Walmart Supercenter with my sister and niece. When we got to the registers, my sister and I went our seperate ways. I checked out at the register right across from her and my niece. It was an elderly gentleman from the middle east area that rang up my two items, a magazine and a MOUNTAIN DEW. So while he rang up my items I just tried to be nice and courteous to him, just because thats the way I am! I mean, I'm NOT like MY MOM or JACQUI, where we're like exchanging life stories or nothing. Just little stuff like when he hands me my drink I smile and am like, "Oh thanks! I just gotta have MY mountain dew!" NO BIG DEAL!!! So he finishes my order, I pay, we say have a nice day, I walk over to my sister's register two feet away. End of story RIGHT?!?! WROOOOOOONG!!! I am standing their and my niece Mary Jo turns to me and raises her eyebrows, JUST LIKE I do to her when I'm teasin her! She is like, "I saw you MARY!" I'm like...SAW ME WHAT?! She raises her eyebrows some more, "Over THERE Mary, I saw you!!!" I'm like, "What? Paying for my stuff?!" She raises her eyebrows some more, "Talkin to THAT MAN!!!!" I'm like trying to be casual and mature, "Oh yes that was my cashier MJ. He was ringing up my stuff. She raises her eyebrows some more, "Sooooooooo do you LIKE HIM?!" I'm just there like OMW!!! Cause I mean what do I say?! Then man is like RIGHT there, he can TOTALLY here us and I don't wanna be rude and mean, like OH NO he's NASTY! But I mean, I also don't want him to get the wrong idea...So I just try the whole silent-I-am-ignoring you thing! BUT one thing about sista MJ is that she don't let up...More eyebrow raising, "WELL Mary...DO YOU?! Doooooooo yooooooooooouuuuuuu LIKE HIM?! So I very calmly look at her and say, come on, Lets go potty! I start picking her up out of the cart..."But Mary, I DON'T HAVE TO GO POTTY!!!" Aaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuuuuuggggggggghhhhhhhhhh!!! HELP!!! LOL
So later on I am talkin about both of these incidents with my sister and she is like, "You know what?! Both of those incidents are YOUR OWN FAULT!!! That is what happens when you talk to FIVE AND SIX-YEAR OLDS about GUYS!!!" So I am like, yeah but, there not just anyone, there MY FRIENDS and I ALWAYS talk to ALL my friends about guys!!! My sister just looks at me then says, "Well then I guess thats what you get for being FRIENDS with five and six year olds!!!"
I'm thinkin I have a VERY interesting life ahead of me...