If You Eat Those You’re Swimming With The Fishes

(A little boy and his mother come up to my register. The boy excitedly puts a bag of fishing lures on my counter, but before I can ring them up the mother asks me what they’re for.)

Me: “They’re fishing lures, ma’am.”

Customer: “So, they’re not edible? See, I told you those weren’t gummies. Put them back!”

Little Boy: “BUT MAMMA, I NEED SUGAR!”

Customer: “Fine, pick something else!”

Little Boy: “I want this!”

(He dramatically slams a pack of Twizzlers down on the counter, and by now I’m having a really hard time not laughing.)

Customer: “This is what I have to deal with every day!”