Wal-Mart Incident
Jun. 9th, 2004 09:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mrdreamjeansThe Divine Bovine and I were at Wal-Mart yesterday (yes, it is the biggest store in town:) to get my reading glasses repaired (which I just got last Fall and hate to admit needing). I was having a good day until the young salesperson who waited on me cheerily asked me, "Is this your son?" (referring to Timothy who was standing behind me).
In a gritted, strangulated tone, I answered, "Nooooo..." and then she said, "Oh, he must be your brother then. You look so much a like!" Arrrggghhh! I wanted to slap her perky, pretty (and so young) face! LOL!
Yes, Tim and I have reddish beards in common, but that is about it. Tim will dine out on that exchange for a long time:) In fact, I had to listen to him sing, Papa, Can You Hear Me" for the remainder of the day. (which I confess made me laugh).
This has happened before, but only in Texas!
In a gritted, strangulated tone, I answered, "Nooooo..." and then she said, "Oh, he must be your brother then. You look so much a like!" Arrrggghhh! I wanted to slap her perky, pretty (and so young) face! LOL!
Yes, Tim and I have reddish beards in common, but that is about it. Tim will dine out on that exchange for a long time:) In fact, I had to listen to him sing, Papa, Can You Hear Me" for the remainder of the day. (which I confess made me laugh).
This has happened before, but only in Texas!
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