Today’s Ambiguous Conversation With Snoopy Drugstore Cashier Lady
May 24th, 2008
[Hypothetical character named (let's just say) Pauly D, at the cashier station in a local drug store. He puts toilet paper, toothpaste and a Twix bar on the counter. Hypothetical, blonde-haired, mid-40's cashier is behind the counter.]
Hypothetical Character Named Pauly D: “Hi.”
Hypothetical Character Blonde Cashier: “Somebody’s got big plans today.”
Hypothetical Character Named Pauly D: “Sorry?”
Hypothetical Character Blonde Cashier: “A Twix bar? Toilet paper and toothpaste? C’mon. Sure, you’re missing the magazine — but let’s not pretend we both don’t know where you’re going the minute you get home.”
Hypothetical Character Named Pauly D: “And that would be…where?”
Hypothetical Character Blonde Cashier: “Nevermind.”
Hypothetical Character Named Pauly D: “Seriously, I don’t know what you mean.”
Hypothetical Character Blonde Cashier: “TWIX.”
Hypothetical Character Named Pauly D: “Uh huh?”
Hypothetical Character Blonde Cashier: “Toilet paper.”
Hypothetical Character Named Pauly D: “And toothpaste. So?”
Hypothetical Character Blonde Cashier: “Sorry, maybe it’s none of my business. That’s eleven-fifty two.”
[Hypothetical character Pauly D pays. Hypothetical Blonde Cashier takes it, leery.]
Hypothetical Character Blonde Cashier: “You’re that transparent, FYI.”
Hypothetical Character Named Pauly D: “Yeah, thanks.”
[The Hypotheticals part ways, and still, nothing is clarified.]
