I'm at a Hallmark, buying a roll of silver wrapping paper, a wedding card, some ribbon and a bow. The clerk rings me up, and as she is slipping the roll of wrapping paper into the bag, she asks "Is this for wrapping a gift?"
My mind starts to race, as I think of all the different things Chandler Bing might say in response to this question.
"No, I'm actually going to stuff it inside the gift."
"No, its going to used as a dessert topping."
"Yes, and I'm the gift, baby."
"Do I get a prize for answering correctly?"
Instead, I cock my head to one side like a dog that has never heard anything so strange, and I raise one eyebrow, and mutter "Um, why?"
Flustered, she wordlessly gives me my change and I walk out the door.
Priceless.
Posted by: Retro Girl | September 05, 2004 at 02:30