I was standing in the check out line of the grocery store, and my turn came up. The bag dude asked, routinely, “paper or plastic?”
So, thinking i am going to add a little sunshine in this guy’s life, I cutely say, “surprise me.” (I guess i thought I was the one who invented this comeback.)
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?”
(umm, no.)
He continued, “oh, I will surprise you alright.”
He double and triple bagged all of my groceries!
He asked, “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.”
(and he wasn’t kidding.. good gravy.)
I think the bag dudes must talk about these kinds of things during their lunch breaks. I think i was the plot of an Evil Bag Dude Dare.
But I got home and had to shoot pictures of the carnage.
After rescuing my melting ice cream from the entangled paper/plastic/paper, and kicking back and enjoying all my extra bags, I thought to myself…
I am am never sayin “surprise me” AGAIN!