My wife rushed into the supermarket to pick up a
few items.
She headed for the
express line where the clerk was
talking on the phone with his back
turned to
her.
„Excuse
me,“ she said, „I’m in a hurry. Could you check me out,
please?“
The clerk turned, stared at her for a second, looked her up and
down,
smiled and
said, „Not bad.“
