I work in the deli at a small local grocery store. You know, a deli..meat, cheese, some salad? Well last night an older gentleman steps up to the counter and starts mumbling.
OG: :"::mumble mumble::: broccoli."
me: "Excuse me?"
OG: "Broccoli"
me:
OG (slowly, as if I were the moron): "Broc-co-li...or Green-Beans"
me (disarming smile): "What about 'em?"
OG: "You have any?"
me (still smiling): "Not here in the deli" I wave my arm down the counter, showing our display of meats and cheese. "But the produce department is right there, I believe that's where they'd be." Points to my right, literally about 15 feet away, at the beautiful display of (gasp!) produce.
OG looks at the produce, looks at me, walks away without a word.
I couldnt wait for my coworker to get there an hour later to share that little encounter with her.
Another time, another OG steps up the deli counter and demands:
OG: "You have champagne??"
me (same disarming smile): "Not here in the deli. But there is a little liquor department right around the corner, I believe they'd have it there" I point to the entrance off to the right of the produce department, where there is a LARGE sign hanging from the ceiling that states (gasp) "BEER/WINE"
I then watch the OG walk to the main enterance of the store and EXIT the store, the whole time, I'm thinking WTF?? Apparently he likes deli-style champagne
fun fun!
OG: :"::mumble mumble::: broccoli."
me: "Excuse me?"
OG: "Broccoli"
me:

OG (slowly, as if I were the moron): "Broc-co-li...or Green-Beans"
me (disarming smile): "What about 'em?"
OG: "You have any?"
me (still smiling): "Not here in the deli" I wave my arm down the counter, showing our display of meats and cheese. "But the produce department is right there, I believe that's where they'd be." Points to my right, literally about 15 feet away, at the beautiful display of (gasp!) produce.
OG looks at the produce, looks at me, walks away without a word.
I couldnt wait for my coworker to get there an hour later to share that little encounter with her.
Another time, another OG steps up the deli counter and demands:
OG: "You have champagne??"
me (same disarming smile): "Not here in the deli. But there is a little liquor department right around the corner, I believe they'd have it there" I point to the entrance off to the right of the produce department, where there is a LARGE sign hanging from the ceiling that states (gasp) "BEER/WINE"
I then watch the OG walk to the main enterance of the store and EXIT the store, the whole time, I'm thinking WTF?? Apparently he likes deli-style champagne
fun fun!


Pagan


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