One day I will probably be on "What Would You Do". When this day comes, I will be angry if I don't realize it during the situation. If you're unfamiliar with the show, it's where they set up these ridiculous situations where something moral is on the line and they see if 'average people' in a day to day environment would comment or intervene. Really I would enjoy being the actress on this show who has to do something ridiculous, but just being on the show in general would suffice. I'd like to think I will be the person who intervenes and stops the boyfriend from slapping his girlfriend in the crowded public park, or telling the husband that buying a diamond ring for both his wife and his lover at the same time is a bit extreme.
However, after today's incident who knows what we'll do in a time of crisis. Ok, the term crisis is over the top, but in a time of question perhaps. I was at Target and I had already cashed out and my bill was like, 7 dollars or something. It didn't hit me until I was in the restroom on my way out (who uses the bathroom at a store like Target besides myself and pregnant women? I swear whenever I'm in there that's the only other company) that my bill seemed a little low. UGH, of course I check my receipt and I wasn't charged for my 6 dollar face wash. The agony of deciding whether or not to stop at customer service and wait in line, only to have more money taken out of my account. Plus, it's not like the lady didn't scan the face wash because it showed up on my receipt...there was just no charge next to it. Maybe she accidentally hit a button that voided the price. Then I was thinking if I do go back to customer service to get myself further charged I could potentially be getting the woman who rang me out in trouble. Why would I want to do a thing like that? If I didn't charge someone for an item I would hope they would just take it and run. The last thing I'd want to do is have them go to my manager, right?
So I'm not going to say what I did, but if you know me well enough you could probably take a good guess.
I went to dinner with my lovely friend Megan tonight. She's one of my dearest friends here at college and is from Erie so it's a double bonus. We don't get together nearly enough and when we do it's always me who inititates. One of those friendships. No... she's a great friend and more sarcastic than me so it's a great time. Most people tell stories about their life to make it seem more exciting or more interesting than it actually is, but Meg tells her stories to reiterate how pathetic her life seemingly is. It's not at all, which makes it more funny. She's a gem.
She had a story about this dude she was conversing with who was, I guess, tryin' to shoot a compliment her way. This boy was trying to tell her that she had these beautiful blue eyes, which she does, they're like a majestic fresh water lake...but then after his comment he adds, "...no homo."
Uh, really? Like you could have stopped after the compliment. Megan's a girl, and you're a boy. So what exactly are you trying to say?
*Sigh* boys.
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