Well, today my friend took me to the grocery store where I like the manager. He was working a register because of the long lines and boy did I get bold. My friend was giving him a traveler's check to pay for her food. He told her he'd need her phone number and driver's license. I told her if I were her I'd be careful about giving a man her phone number. He got all flustered and gave a short speech how careful they are with such information. I informed him I was only playing with him anyway and he said he knew it. Then when he was waiting on me I begun to ask him about the cube pepsis not hearing a word he was saying cause my mind was on his jet black hair and moustach. Okay, I had to say my mind was on something decent. Ha ha. When he was putting my change in my hand he told me, Thank you very, very much. He didn't say that to my friend. She only got a thank you.

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