At World’s Biggest Bookstore, purchasing a documentary about Disneyland And Walt Disney World on DVD:
Sketchy Cashier: Oh! That’s a good one. I almost bought this for myself. I’ve never been to Florida but would love to go.
Me: We’re big fans, we try to go every other years.
Ackward pause while he does things on his computer…
Sketchy Cashier: I hope you remember where you parked.
Me: I walked here, it’s all good.
Sketchy Cashier: No, overthere, they don’t give you anything, you have to remember where you left your car and it’s so big.
Me: When we go, we stay in their properties and use their bus system, it’s quite good.
Sketchy Cashier: Because it’s so big and they don’t give you a ticket or number, you just have to remember.
Me: Nowadays, everyone has a cellphone, you can use it to take a picture of the parking area number.
Sketchy Cashier: Oh yeah, that’s true.
We finally finish our transaction, he wished me a good day. As I walk away, the guy behind me hands the DVD he wants to purchase:
Sketchy Cashier: Oh. That’s a good one. I almost bought it for myself.
I turn around just to be sure that this guy didn’t also buy the exact same DVD I just did, I mean, what a coincidence it would be… No, no. He was paying for his copy of Batman, Under The Red Hood. I think the sketchy cashier should have a bigger repertoire.