Irregular Regulars

(At the dry cleaners where I work, an elderly woman comes in nearly every day. We think she has something wrong with her mentally, but she’s a sweet lady.)

Customer: “Hi, girls!

Me: “Hello, again!”

Customer: “It’s a very nice day today, I’ve just been on a walk!”

Coworker: “Yes, looks bright and sunny!”

Customer: “The sun has made me tired. I feel like I need a nap…”

Me: “That’s a good idea. Why don’t you take a nap?”

Customer: “Okay!”

(She takes me literally and lays down right there in front of the door.)

Coworker: “Um… how are people going to give us their clothes for cleaning?”

Customer: “I don’t know.” *doesn’t move*

Me: “Can you please move?”

Coworker: “Please, we need to keep the doorway clear.”

Customer: “But I really like it right here!”

Me: “Wouldn’t your bed be so much more comfortable?”

Customer: “Oh, I guess so.”

(She gets up, takes some more mints for her coat pocket, and shuffles out the door.)

Me: “See you tomorrow!”