Yes, it’s the line Terry the Toad tried on the liquor store clerk in an unsuccessful effort to buy booze for Debbie.
Candy, duct tape, disposable camera.
A large number of spray paint cans, all different colors.
Eyebolts, razor blades, and hamsters. If this does not sound familiar, swallow and set down your drink before reading.
I read a story on bash.org about a guy who, on a bet, went to buy a box of condoms, then “remembered” he didn’t have enough money. So he put them back, and went to get plastic wrap and a bag of rubberbands instead. I wish I could have seen the cashiers face.
I think any combination of children’s toys/candy and condoms will certainly get a :dubious: from the cashier.
My old boyfriend and I both worked nightshift at the airport (way back in the 80s at Anchorage Int’l). We used to frequently stop at the same store to buy breakfast after our shift. One day I was planning to do a roast chicken. We stopped by the store and our total purchase items were:
A large turkey baster,
Baby oil,
Hostess fruit pies.
The clerk, who’d always been a real grouchy Gus, just CRACKED up. I guess it did look rather, …ahem what are they gonna do with THAT? But hey, at least we finally got a smile out of the old grump.
I. Love. Self. Checkout.
I’ve told this story before, but whatever.
I hate buying condoms. I always find it insanely awkward, so whenever I do buy some I buy them in bulk. I also have a huge sweet-tooth. It’s insane. If I see candy on sale I’m probably going to buy some.
So I go into Rite-Aid and get about three boxes of condoms. Then as I go to the check-stand I saw that they had a sale on those big bags of candy, so I picked up about four of them.
I’m impressed with the cashier for ringing up my condoms and candy without giving me weird looks.
When I worked on Thursday Island, it was a favoured trick to ask a newcomer to go to the store and buy some orange juice. Then someone else would ask for a bottle of methylated spirits as well.
Of course they wouldn’t serve him both.
I don’t get it.
Drinking metho as a substitute for pub sold grog. The orange juice was there to disguise the flavour.
Oh that is so worth the read. Thanks for posting that.
He probabaly thought you were filling a pinata.
I don’t know what kind of parties you throw but I want an invitation next time.