This one is from notalwaysright.com.
Grocery Store | Redlands, CA, USA)
(A mother approaches me with her daughter.)
Customer: “I’m hosting some of my daughters friends for the night and I couldn’t find your condoms.” *puts her hand on her daughter’s head* “Lucy is turning 13.”
Me: “Excuse me?”
Customer: “You know, condoms! Ketchup and mustard. We’re having a BBQ. It’s simple. Where are they?”
Me: “Oh! Condiments.”
Customer: “Yes, condoms. Where are they?”
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