I better write this down while it's still fresh in my mind.
We have a small pharmacy, which had really more room than we needed for just a pharmacy, so my boss got in some food items and made a small grocery in the front, and hired a young man to run it. He's only part time, though, so when he's not at the front register, people come up to the pharmacy counter in the back of the store. Normally my boss rings the register and acts as a tech when it gets busy, but he went out for lunch or something, so I was ringing the register myself until he got back.
Among the stuff we sell is bread, rolls and so forth, which is dropped off a few times a week by a local bakery. The biggest seller is the fresh rye bread.
Today, someone came up to the counter, and the following conversation ensued:
Me: your friendly neighborhood druggist
DC: dumb customer
DC: "Hi, do you have any other bread?"
Me: "No, all we have is on that silver rack in the front. Isn't there any left?"
DC: "Yeah, but the stuff up there is all expired."
Me:
thinks: (we get rye a few times a week and generally sell it out within a day or two. How'd it get expired?)
Me: "What date is on the bread?"
DC: "January 08. Some of them are even from January 06."
Me: "Well, that's not expired, it's only the thirtieth now. It's got plenty of time."
DC: "What are you talking about? It's December 09 now! We're almost in January 10!"
Me: "..."
(trying to figure out what he means. Suddenly it hits me...)
Me: "That's January 08, 2010. Not January of 2008."
DC: "Are you sure?"
Me: "..."
Me: "Of course I'm sure. Believe me, if that bread was there since January of 2008, it would be so green and hairy by now you couldn't even see the bread."
DC: "Oh, OK." Pays for his groceries, including a loaf of rye bread, and leaves.
I ... can't find words sufficient to express my astonishment at this imbecility. How in the hell could we have bread sitting there for two freaking years and it still looks fresh? We don't sell dwarf bread here! [1] I've seen what happens to bread after only a couple of weeks, never mind two years. How could this guy even think that A, the bread is still intact after all that time, and B, that in two years we haven't even sold enough bread that we still have some left...?
I related all this to my boss when he came back. He asked "Was he serious?" I said "Yeah, he was serious. He really thought that bread was two years old." "Nah, couldn't be." "I'm telling you, he was." Boss finally just shook his head, laughing, and said, "Dude, you just can't make this shit up."
[1]OK, the hand-made round matso that we get around Passover time might qualify. I've eaten matzo from two or three years back that weren't any staler than they were when I bought them. But that's besides the point.
We have a small pharmacy, which had really more room than we needed for just a pharmacy, so my boss got in some food items and made a small grocery in the front, and hired a young man to run it. He's only part time, though, so when he's not at the front register, people come up to the pharmacy counter in the back of the store. Normally my boss rings the register and acts as a tech when it gets busy, but he went out for lunch or something, so I was ringing the register myself until he got back.
Among the stuff we sell is bread, rolls and so forth, which is dropped off a few times a week by a local bakery. The biggest seller is the fresh rye bread.
Today, someone came up to the counter, and the following conversation ensued:
Me: your friendly neighborhood druggist
DC: dumb customer
DC: "Hi, do you have any other bread?"
Me: "No, all we have is on that silver rack in the front. Isn't there any left?"
DC: "Yeah, but the stuff up there is all expired."
Me:
thinks: (we get rye a few times a week and generally sell it out within a day or two. How'd it get expired?)Me: "What date is on the bread?"
DC: "January 08. Some of them are even from January 06."
Me: "Well, that's not expired, it's only the thirtieth now. It's got plenty of time."
DC: "What are you talking about? It's December 09 now! We're almost in January 10!"
Me: "..."
(trying to figure out what he means. Suddenly it hits me...)
Me: "That's January 08, 2010. Not January of 2008."
DC: "Are you sure?"
Me: "..."
Me: "Of course I'm sure. Believe me, if that bread was there since January of 2008, it would be so green and hairy by now you couldn't even see the bread."
DC: "Oh, OK." Pays for his groceries, including a loaf of rye bread, and leaves.
I ... can't find words sufficient to express my astonishment at this imbecility. How in the hell could we have bread sitting there for two freaking years and it still looks fresh? We don't sell dwarf bread here! [1] I've seen what happens to bread after only a couple of weeks, never mind two years. How could this guy even think that A, the bread is still intact after all that time, and B, that in two years we haven't even sold enough bread that we still have some left...?
I related all this to my boss when he came back. He asked "Was he serious?" I said "Yeah, he was serious. He really thought that bread was two years old." "Nah, couldn't be." "I'm telling you, he was." Boss finally just shook his head, laughing, and said, "Dude, you just can't make this shit up."
[1]OK, the hand-made round matso that we get around Passover time might qualify. I've eaten matzo from two or three years back that weren't any staler than they were when I bought them. But that's besides the point.

) and pulled it out as needed. Not that this scenario is really any better mind you.


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