“That’s a sinful amount of cow!”- a man watching the Costco butcher hand me a 10-pound tube of ground beef for meal prepping purposes (he said nothing about the 5 pounds of steak, 3 pounds of salmon, and 10 pounds of chicken in my cart)
“I had a 7:30 appointment, but as a farmer in Oklahoma once said… what’s time to a hog? Anyways… Merry Christmas!”-old man whose car maintenance took too long
“The slow cooker blew up??? Is the house okay??? Oh…. it blew a circuit? This is not ‘text dad SOS’ worthy. I swear I can’t leave the house for one second.” -very frustrated dad also waiting for his car to be serviced
“She told me if more than the headlight bulb was out, bill her ex-husband. And now I’m in the discount-giving mood, so I shaved some money off your bill.” -the woman taking my credit card, spilling the tea, and blessing my budget with her generosity
“Girrllll, what you need all these herbs for, you a chef or something?” - the cashier at Food City as she scanned my parsley, cilantro, garlic, and onions, all for meal prepping purposes (so yes, it kind of was a lot)
“Is it🤨?”- Same cashier after I said Merry Christmas (and yes, the emoji is the exact look she gave me)