Now, if any of you read the short, awkward intro I posted, you'd know I'm really not good with words
at all. So forgive me any rhetoric transgressions, please 
Cheapskate
My mother, grandmother, aunt and I were working a yardsale last weekend. I left after the first annoyance of the day--I'd had my fill
CS-Cheapskate
Mom-You can figure this out!
CS--*picking up $7 dollar outfit* Oh, this is cute! Would you take $3 for it?
Mom-- No, $4.50 is the lowest I'll go.
CS-- *Debates, then folded outfit over arm and continues shopping. She then came over to the table with above outfit and basket.* So, $4.50 for all of this?
Mom-- No ma'am, the basket is $1. Your total is $5.50.
CS then hands my mother a five dollar bill, and precedes to wait silently.
Mom-- *After awkward moment of silence* I'm still waiting on 50 cents, ma'am.
CS--Oh, of course! *continues to wait silently, then sighs, throws two quarters on the table, and leaves.*
Uhm, what? Did she really think we'd let her off paying if she stood there long enough??
Creepy old pervert
This one actually happened about a year ago, when I was 16, and before I got a dog and a passion for hiking. I was largely overweight (still on the heavy side, but improving)
CP-Creepy Pervert
CPW-Creepy Pervert's Wife
Me--I'm gonna leave you in the mystery
Bgn--CPW is shopping, while CP (Who's at least 50) waits in their car. CPW and I strike up a friendly chat while she shops, as so often happens at these things. My brother walks by the open door, and CPW notices /Bgn
CPW--So, I guess that's you're boyfriend in the house?
Me-- *Awkward laugh* No, that's my older brother.
CPW-- Oh, but you do have a boyfriend, right?
Me-- . . . . Noo.
CPW-- Why not?
Me-- *Wanting the convo to end* I don't know?
CP-- You should. I like larger women better-They keep you warm in the winter. Mmmhmmm *winks*
Me-- *Now feeling insulted and weirded out* Thank you, have a nice day.
I went in and sent my brother out to deal with them. Ick!
Southern roads are sidewise!
Bgn--This is actually a story my brother told me. He works at some tire place. A misinformed woman comes in, complaining that her car shakes when she drives it. Not a sucky customer, just a funny one /Bgn
MW-misinformed woman
Bro--brother
MW--I just got down here from (northern state) and my car started to wobble!
Bro--No problem, ma'am, I'll just (run some sort of test to figure out what's wrong)
MW--Thanks!!
Brother runs test, comes back, and explains the problem and solution to her.
MW--Are you sure?
Bro--Yes ma'am, but if it would make you feel better, I can run the test again.
MW--No, no, it's just that my brother told me that roads in the south are sideways.
Bro-- . . .
Sideways?
MW--Yeah! He said you're roads were sideways, and not flat like northern roads.
Bro--I assure you, ma'am, our roads are just as flat as your's
MW--No, no! My brother said they were sideways! Can you fix my tires so they can drive on the sideways roads?
Bro-- Uhm. I can fix it to where your car won't shake when you drive, yes.
MW--Well, that's what I asked!
Bro fixes her tires and drives the car back out to her.
MW--Thanks sweetie!
Bro--

So, there's three stories for you! I have some more, but what fun would it be to tell them all at once?
Hope you enjoyed it!
at all. So forgive me any rhetoric transgressions, please 
Cheapskate
My mother, grandmother, aunt and I were working a yardsale last weekend. I left after the first annoyance of the day--I'd had my fill

CS-Cheapskate
Mom-You can figure this out!

CS--*picking up $7 dollar outfit* Oh, this is cute! Would you take $3 for it?
Mom-- No, $4.50 is the lowest I'll go.
CS-- *Debates, then folded outfit over arm and continues shopping. She then came over to the table with above outfit and basket.* So, $4.50 for all of this?
Mom-- No ma'am, the basket is $1. Your total is $5.50.
CS then hands my mother a five dollar bill, and precedes to wait silently.
Mom-- *After awkward moment of silence* I'm still waiting on 50 cents, ma'am.
CS--Oh, of course! *continues to wait silently, then sighs, throws two quarters on the table, and leaves.*
Uhm, what? Did she really think we'd let her off paying if she stood there long enough??
Creepy old pervert
This one actually happened about a year ago, when I was 16, and before I got a dog and a passion for hiking. I was largely overweight (still on the heavy side, but improving)
CP-Creepy Pervert
CPW-Creepy Pervert's Wife
Me--I'm gonna leave you in the mystery
Bgn--CPW is shopping, while CP (Who's at least 50) waits in their car. CPW and I strike up a friendly chat while she shops, as so often happens at these things. My brother walks by the open door, and CPW notices /Bgn
CPW--So, I guess that's you're boyfriend in the house?
Me-- *Awkward laugh* No, that's my older brother.
CPW-- Oh, but you do have a boyfriend, right?
Me-- . . . . Noo.
CPW-- Why not?
Me-- *Wanting the convo to end* I don't know?
CP-- You should. I like larger women better-They keep you warm in the winter. Mmmhmmm *winks*
Me-- *Now feeling insulted and weirded out* Thank you, have a nice day.
I went in and sent my brother out to deal with them. Ick!
Southern roads are sidewise!
Bgn--This is actually a story my brother told me. He works at some tire place. A misinformed woman comes in, complaining that her car shakes when she drives it. Not a sucky customer, just a funny one /Bgn
MW-misinformed woman
Bro--brother
MW--I just got down here from (northern state) and my car started to wobble!
Bro--No problem, ma'am, I'll just (run some sort of test to figure out what's wrong)
MW--Thanks!!
Brother runs test, comes back, and explains the problem and solution to her.
MW--Are you sure?
Bro--Yes ma'am, but if it would make you feel better, I can run the test again.
MW--No, no, it's just that my brother told me that roads in the south are sideways.
Bro-- . . .
Sideways?MW--Yeah! He said you're roads were sideways, and not flat like northern roads.
Bro--I assure you, ma'am, our roads are just as flat as your's
MW--No, no! My brother said they were sideways! Can you fix my tires so they can drive on the sideways roads?
Bro-- Uhm. I can fix it to where your car won't shake when you drive, yes.
MW--Well, that's what I asked!
Bro fixes her tires and drives the car back out to her.
MW--Thanks sweetie!
Bro--

So, there's three stories for you! I have some more, but what fun would it be to tell them all at once?
Hope you enjoyed it!


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I've had somebody try a stunt like that when I was selling books. Fun fun 

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