Yes. There was next to no one in the store. (By the way, that’s totally bogus because all our Christmas items are 25% off – aka 75 cents.) [aka ... check it out] However, lack of people does not stop me from having a fascinating night. Of course, there is some good parts about no people – like being able to talk to myself without feeling embarassed, and going crazy stocking the shelves.
But one issue with no people is that my mind tends to wander. So when a woman unzipped her coat and reached in her inside pocket, I began to wonder whether I would need to jump over the counter and take the gun. She reached in and pulled out *dramatic pause* a wallet. Yeah. A wallet can be a deadly weapon, don’t get me wrong … especially if you slap someone with it. But it’s pretty hard to do that over a counter.
Plus there was this strange alien sound coming from outside … *Twilight Zone music*
Kleenex, I mean, Tissue
A guy with a British accent and his girlfriend came into Dollar Alley while waiting for their Chinese food. She remember that she needed to get a gift bag.
”What for?” ‘Mate’ asked.
”For Loraine. I’m her Secret Santa.”
”Well, what did you get her?”
”A giftcard.”
”And you need a bag for that?”
”Yes.”
So, they talk about different sizes of bags and such for awhile. She finally decides on a bag, and he heads over to put his lint roller on the counter. “Wait, I need tissue paper,” she blurts out.
”No you don’t.” ‘Mate’ replies. “Besides I have some at my house.”
”No, no, I need tissue paper.”
’Mate’ replies, “Just throw some Kleenex in. It’ll be great, and much more useful.”
She yells back, “I’m not ghetto!”
