She Has No Endgame

I have just turned eighteen and have gotten cashier trained at my first job. I had not yet learned not to laugh at the customers.

Customer: “Two days ago, the yarn was .99 cents apiece.”

Me: “Yes, they were.”

Customer: “But now they’re $2.99 apiece.”

Me: “Yes.”

Customer: “Why?”

Me: “They were on sale last week. It’s a new week now so the sale ended and they went back to the original price.”

Customer: “Why did it do that?”

I almost start giggling, but then the customer starts glaring at me. I realize the customer is not kidding.

Me: “Um… because that’s what sales do? They… end.”