Yesterday, I went to our local hardware store.
I needed to get a new shovel.
The night before, I'd broken our old one in half.
Yes, In half.
It was an old wooded one but still ...
It was a shock
This time I got an aluminum one
I was walking around the store
with my shovel, my wallet, keys and glasses
When a fellow starts talking to me about my tool
I was in the 'get rid of pests in your garden' row
Looking for the slug bait ... the good for pets ... kind
When this fellow started up a conversation
I, had my hands full, and tried to be nice
Normally I'm not a nice person ... ok, I am ...
When I'm waiting in line
Who is behind me but the fellow and his wife
While I'm paying they start laughing with the cashier
About me and my shovel and my slug bait
I told them the story of breaking the shovel
They kept laughing while I told them I needed a new one
And needed slug bait too
Was it something I said ...
Was it what I was wearing ...
Or, am I just that entertaining ?
I'm figuring it was a slow day ...