why i can't be out in public with other people, episode #259

[phosfate]

INT: Hobby Lobby checkout line

Checker: That'll be $2.30
Ann: 'kay. I got one, two...aw, dang it. I have to give you a Twenty. I'm sorry.
Checker: Try your pocket.
Ann: There's just keys and...hey! *pulls out $.30 exactly*
Checker: See?
Ann: Wow. You...How did you -- OH MY GOD! YOU HAVE X-RAY VISION AND YOU LOOKED IN MY PANTS!
Everyone else in the store: *stares*

Comments

[dana-kujan.livejournal.com]

I thought Kent worked at a newspaper...?

p.s. Love your icon!

[oohasparklie.livejournal.com]

LOL

You truly are one of the most quick-witted people I know. I admire you for that.

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

Oooo, yours too!

I nicked it off of theodicy, who says it's shareable.

[ramalama.livejournal.com]

Nah, the checker was just remembering what had happened before in the future.

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

It seems so obvious now!

[kosher-jenny.livejournal.com]

Hee! My first reaction would have been "psychic!", which wouldn't have made sense unless you were wearing sentient trousers, but I'm not always quick on my feet.

[thistlethorn.livejournal.com]

OH MY GOD! YOU HAVE X-RAY VISION AND YOU LOOKED IN MY PANTS!

Seems a perfectly reasonable conclusion to me....

[shiba-inu.livejournal.com]

Clark Kent had a summer job as a cashier when he was in high school. This kind of thing used to happen there *all the time*...!

[bentleywg.livejournal.com]

... and the shoplifting rate went down to zero that summer, oddly enough.

[tsamm.livejournal.com]

What store? REVEAL ALL BEFORE THE CASHIER CONTACTS ME WITH HER MIND!

[spacealien-vamp.livejournal.com]

...And if this were Japan, you'd just hand the checker a hundred and not think twice about it.

Apologizing for a twenty...man, I'm dreading the culture shock.

[lots42.livejournal.com]

American managers don't like fetching cash for the cashiers.

[lots42.livejournal.com]

And the incident of glowing green pubes went way up.

[jume.livejournal.com]

I had exact change once, on the way home from space camp. I had a horde of coins after being a bunch of spacey souvenirs, and when we stopped outside of memphis on the way home, I had the exact amount of coinage to pay for a chocolate milk and almond joy! ($2.71)

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

The scary bit? I was kind of serious...

administrative nurses?

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

Unholy icon love!

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

Is what I'm sayin'!

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

Hobby Lobby, over t'48th Street ways, down in the hole there by the hardware store.

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

I like that you can use the phrase, "on the way home from space camp."

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

They take dollars there? Sweet!

[spacealien-vamp.livejournal.com]

Well, the 10,000 yen bill, roughly the equivalent of a hundred (depending on exchange rate), which is what everyone uses for shopping. Even if you're just getting a pack of gum at the convenience store, you can pay for it with a hundred.

What you CAN'T do is pay with a check or credit card. Cash-based society. Even if the store accepts credit cards (rare), the cashiers don't know what to do with them. ...It's rather amusing to watch, actually. ("Help! This foreigner just gave me this plastic thing, what do I do?!")

[apoplexia.livejournal.com]

I was once going through the metal detector at the airport, and they gave me the whole: have you removed any metallic items, keys, loose change, and I pointed at the little basket which contained all of the above. Then the bloke asked: do you have any Fisherman's Friends in your pocket. And I did. It was creepy.

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

"No, I'm just really happy to see you." And then they called security.