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Pastimes : Don't Ask Rambi -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Justin C who wrote (62715)	5/23/2002 9:24:40 AM
From: Rambi	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 71178

You DON"T talk to checkout clerks???? You and Dan. He is appalled at my tendency to find out life stories in lines, on planes, at swim meets. Last night I went to his ballgame and spent the whole time learning about some woman's fibroid tumors. Fascinating. Well, Barnes and Noble didn't recognize their need for me as PR person, maybe I should try Costco.

To: Justin C who wrote (62715)	5/25/2002 2:02:56 AM
From: Jacques Chitte	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

not about clerks, but a checkout line story... The other day at the Home Depot some nice older guy (probably mistaking me for a sane, functioning member of society) volunteered a comment to me about how full of customers the store seemed. I gave him a winning smile (closely followed by my slightly alarming way of making my eyes focus on two different objects at once) and mused "yup, the bats are sure out of the cave today!" The poor guy smiled bravely, backed up maybe 1/32 of an inch ... then was struck mute with fascination by the four-foot-high stack of spray cans of WD-40 on deep discount. Funny how the WD-40 can do taht. It's OK. What goes around comes around. Someday soon the patron saint of Chaos will put me in a checkoutine, a SLOW one, with someone weirder than me. I. Whatever. <cackle> And I will do my penance by treating my New Friend's ideations as if they were pearls of acuity. Nodding. Smiling. Y'know, I NEVER thought of it like that. (If you make allowance for the time the anesthesiologist forgot to cary the two.)