the people of Walmart*.
Some smart-alecky kids were walking around the store tonight asking stupid questions and phone-camming the responses, kinda like the old "moron says what" thing.
They walked up to me and asked if I knew where the extra-small condoms were. I kept saying excuse me? I can't hear you, etc. because I really didn't hear what they said until the third or fourth time. They were giggling like the children they were, but I finally said "all the condoms are in the pharmacy". They giggled some more and went off to bother someone else.
 

You had more patience than I would have.  

I suppose that was a better reply than "Who cares?  I think children should be tied up in trashbags."

I guess that beats being in the felony arrest warrants pictures page in the news paper.... or does it? 




You should have taken them to the toys dept and picked a bag of those skinny long thin balloons off the shelf... you know the kind.... the ones clowns use to make balloon animals with..... and handed it to them.  

"Here you go young man.... try these... festive colors too!" 

You should have answered...

I think they're at your house...

That would have turned them around..

That reminds me of the time I asked the girl at the pharmcy if the Magnum XLs come in small.. I don't think she heard me either, at least she looked like she wasn't sure what I said.

Answer for those kids: "My guess... in your wallet?".

J