The last item I purchased were some Biotin supplements at Duane Reade.
At the register, the checkout clerk asked me how I was doing. I replied honestly that I was doing well. Really well.
“The sun is shining, how could it get any better?” I paused, feeling empathy for a fellow working man. “I suppose it could be better if you weren’t working, huh?”
“Naw, I don’t mind the working!” he replied with a big smile. “If I wasn’t working today, I wouldn’t be having this chat with you, Meghan.”
My eyes flashed recognition.
“Don’t you remember me? I sat behind you in math class? I always wore a black hat. I cheated off your paper.”
I honestly couldn’t remember him. I couldn’t remember math class. I stalled, not wanting to admit that I didn’t recognize this friendly stranger and apparent former acquaintance.
“Math, huh?” I said, swiping my card through the machine. “That was a poor choice on your part. I was, and still am, terrible at math.”
After I signed the receipt, the thought occurred to me.
“You saw my name on the receipt! Oh! You’re just joking with me!”
“Actually, I saw your name when you swiped your club card. I’m just messin’ with ya. Have a great day.”
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