Thursday, April 6, 2006
Butterfingers

This morning I stopped at a supermarket on my way to work to buy a salad and some fruit for my lunch (we went on a field trip today).  On my way to the cash register my natural graceful self shone through as I proceeded to drop my salad. Of course the plastic container flew open and salad was everywhere. I offered to pay for the ruined food, but the very pregnant cashier declined my offer and told me to just go get another one.  She bent down to clean up my mess. Well I couldn't have that; she was pregnant and I was just clumsy, so I did the honors.