Valentine’s Crimes
(It’s Valentine’s Day, and although it’s not really celebrated in my country, we have a few things for the occasion. A young man comes running in, panting like crazy.)
Customer: “I need that teddy bear!” *points to a bear with a big heart on his chest* “And that balloon!” *a giant heart with “I love you” written on it*
Me: “Sure. It will be [amount].”
Customer: “Do you have chocolates?!”
Me: “Yes, I can recommend [Brand] that comes with a little love poem inside.”
Customer: “Yes, give me two.”
(I gather everything and put it in a red and pink bag. He pays and runs off like he’s being chased by the devil. My boss has been watching in silence until this moment.)
Boss: “Do you think he just forgot or that he needs to repent for some sins?”
Me: “I don’t want to know.”