Yesterday we went to CVS to buy a certain item that was advertised on sale, limited 3 per customer.
Anna bought 3 and I bought 3. The cashier, with a German accent, could not believe what we were trying to pull off.
She said in so many words we were disobeying the rules. Well, we were each a customer. Limit 3 to a customer - yep! That is exactly what we were doing.
She compared our cash register tickets and said the cards we swiped and more or less said, “Ahah! You have the same swipe-card identification number!” She looked smug. She had us dead to rights. I was wondering if she was going to call 911.
A German accent can sound so strict. It is an accent that you are either right or wrong. It is a “You will respect authority!” kind of accent.
She said she was going to let us go this time. Then, as a topper, she gave us a frosty “HAVE A NICE DAY!” as we left.
I told Anna we should go to Eddie’s Trick Shop that sells stage makeup & masks and buy two false handle-bar mustaches, put them on and go back to CVS and attempt to buy six more of the on-sale item and watch the lady do a hissy-fit.