Monday, September 19, 2011

Pringles

He put 2 short cans of sour cream and onion Pringles into the cart.

I told him to put one back. He ignored me. I repeated... he went, "Har?"... repeated a second time. He went, "Har?"

Frustrated with his loss of hearing, I said, "Put both back!" He took one look at me, measured my resolve, and scooted off with the cart before his Vitagen gets threatened as well.

Came back grinning, with one can.

I looked at the can and then at him, and asked, "So the can grew up?" 

He laughs....

I pay.

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