July 16, 2004

Cherries

The conveyor moved my one item toward A.J., or so his name tag announced. A.J. is just-out-of-high-school age. His hair was pointed six different ways and flat on the left side, as I faced him.

He weighed the bag and punched in some numbers, "$2.13."

"Those are cherries."

"You really know your fruits, dude."

"No. I mean they're like $3.99 a pound and I got more than a pound."

"Dude, the price is what I say the price is."

"Aaaah. Okay. Thanks."

"Catch you later, dude."

Posted by Bill at July 16, 2004 03:22 PM
Comments

can we get A.J. in charge of setting the gas prices?

- Dana

Posted by: -d at July 16, 2004 03:32 PM

A discounting smartass. Gotta love that.

Posted by: QC at July 16, 2004 03:34 PM

I like cherries too dude!

I dread the tenagers at the drive thru as most of them can't make change for a dollar. These are our future leaders, I hope I die before then!

Posted by: Jeff A at July 16, 2004 03:52 PM

Nice bargain, dude.

Posted by: TW at July 16, 2004 08:06 PM

Dude! What a deal! I think my daughter went out with him last month.

ack!

Posted by: Keri at July 17, 2004 11:51 AM