I was standing in the check out line of the grocery store, and my turn came up. The bagging dude asked in a very bored and routine manner, “paper or plastic?”

So, thinking I’m going to add a little bit sunshine in this guy’s life, I cutely say, “surprise me.” 

He looked at me, and with his college-aged face, smugly replied, “surprise you? Do you know how tired I am of hearing “surprise me?”

Apparently I did not.

He continued on, “oh, I will surprise you alright.” He then proceeded to double and triple bag all of my groceries! Item by item.

As he was loading and tying, he sarcastically added “And do you know what the REAL surprise will be? When you get home and see how FUN this will be to take out of the bags.”

He wasn’t kidding.

I think the bag people must talk about these kinds of things during their lunch breaks. I may have been the result of a well-plotted  Evil Bag Dude Dare.

After rescuing my melting ice cream from the entangled paper/plastic/paper, and kicking back to enjoy all the extra bags, I thought to myself…

I am never EVER saying “surprise me” AGAIN!