Customer: “Could I get a bottle of video head cleaner, please?”
Me: “Sure, coming right up.”
Customer: “Gotta keep those video heads clean, right?”
Me. “Ha! Indeed.”
Customer: “Because you don’t want the video to… get stuck…”
Me: “…”
Customer: “So… you need the head cleaner to… to… uh…”
Me: “You’ve got this.”
Customer: “… to make sure… um… the video… can…”
Me: “Keep going.”
Customer: “… to make sure the video can… uh… be… inserted…”
Me: “I’m right here with you.”
Customer: “… to make sure the video can be inserted and removed repeatedly without damaging the VCR.”
Me: “Bam. Good job! That’ll be $17.31.”
Customer: [beams with pride]
When I was younger, my parents desperately wanted me to become a teacher. I was always resistant to the idea, but at least now I know that if worse came to worse and I had to switch careers, I could definitely shepherd a kindergartner or two through their first school play.
Marjorie's Forgeries 