*Preface: In the office, we have a candybar bin, where we sell canydbars for $1.00. The whole of each sale gets donated straight to the Children’s Miracle Network.*

A member comes into the office today and begins telling us about this candy bar her “so cute and so sweet” son had purchased for her a couple of days ago, thinking she might like to eat it, and how she’s been carrying it around in her purse for the past two days not knowing what to do with it.

She then takes this smashed up and melted (remember, we are in Arizona, people. Chocolate doesn’t even survive out of the refrigerator in the winter around here) out of her purse and sticks it into the candybar bin that is sitting on the counter just to my left.

With the seriousnes of a heart attack, she says “Can I just trade this out? Give you the candybar and you give me a dollar?”

WTF?

I look over at my co-worker in shocked disbelief. In my own brain I am convincing myself that this woman is kidding. She’s attempting to make a funny. Funny, she is not.

Oh no. She was dead serious! She wanted me to take a dollar away from the children and give it to her in return for her melted and abused candybar! omg, for real.

I just sat there, repeating a very bewildered “no” over and over again as she tried to argue with me and convince me that her request made sense. As it dawned on me that she really was being serious, it was extremely difficult to keep from laughing out loud in her face!

Finally, she resigns to my imperative ”NO”s and then hands me the candybar.

“Well, y’all might as well have it then, cuz I don’t want it.”

Gee, thanks lady.

As she walked away, defeated, I prompty tossed that rotten chocolate mush into the garbage.

Sometimes I just can’t figure out what goes on in people’s minds, I really can’t. I mean, seriously, where do people come up with this stuff??

No matter, it provides me hours of laughter on their behalf, anyhow.

         

*Preface: In the office, we have a candybar bin, where we sell canydbars for $1.00. The whole of each sale gets donated straight to the Children’s Miracle Network.*

A member comes into the office today and begins telling us about this candy bar her “so cute and so sweet” son had purchased for her a couple of days ago, thinking she might like to eat it, and how she’s been carrying it around in her purse for the past two days not knowing what to do with it.

She then takes this smashed up and melted (remember, we are in Arizona, people. Chocolate doesn’t even survive out of the refrigerator in the winter around here) out of her purse and sticks it into the candybar bin that is sitting on the counter just to my left.

With the seriousnes of a heart attack, she says “Can I just trade this out? Give you the candybar and you give me a dollar?”

WTF?

I look over at my co-worker in shocked disbelief. In my own brain I am convincing myself that this woman is kidding. She’s attempting to make a funny. Funny, she is not.

Oh no. She was dead serious! She wanted me to take a dollar away from the children and give it to her in return for her melted and abused candybar! omg, for real.

I just sat there, repeating a very bewildered “no” over and over again as she tried to argue with me and convince me that her request made sense. As it dawned on me that she really was being serious, it was extremely difficult to keep from laughing out loud in her face!

Finally, she resigns to my imperative ”NO”s and then hands me the candybar.

“Well, y’all might as well have it then, cuz I don’t want it.”

Gee, thanks lady.

As she walked away, defeated, I prompty tossed that rotten chocolate mush into the garbage.

Sometimes I just can’t figure out what goes on in people’s minds, I really can’t. I mean, seriously, where do people come up with this stuff??

No matter, it provides me hours of laughter on their behalf, anyhow.