I have known Stacy for a good dozen years.
She is a very popular checker at my local grocery store.
Stacy and I always have a fun tete-a-tete when we see each other.
Which is usually two or three times a week. She cracks me up.
The other day she was working the self-checkout section.
As I finished up I held up a twenty and asked if she could break it.
She gave me her standard 'bitch please' look and said,
"Do I look like I work at the casino?"
After she took care of my request I said, "Let's take a picture together."
She fussed about it for a bit and then reluctantly posed with me.
As I was walked away she called after me,
"Don't go putting that on the Facebook."
Then she fubbled for an excuse, "My lipstick ain't right."
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