Some Things You Don’t Plan Ahead

(I am working the register today when one of my regulars comes in to buy a couple of things. He’s about eighty years old and lives across the street in a nursing home with his wife of sixty years. Nothing strange happens as I help him load the things from his electric cart onto the counter and we chat a bit as I ring him through. As I am loading the bags, however, things turn a little creepy.)

Customer: “You know, you’re just as cute as a button!”

Me: “Uh, thanks!” *smile*

Customer: “You know, when the wife goes, I just might have to take you home with me!”

Me: “Um–”

Customer: “See you tomorrow, sweet thing!”