I have this theory that people who are out and about before 11:00 am, at least in this neighborhood, are crazy. The longer that I’m working retail the more first-hand evidence of this I collect. Want an example? Not two minutes ago I was waiting on our software to finish loading so I could scan in a customer’s package drop-off and get her a receipt. Most people would either make small-talk for a few minutes, or do their own thing until the receipt printed. Rather than any of the tried and true methods, this particular woman went over to our cards and asked me “what card is funny for man?”

Then she started bringing cards up to the register, one by one, and read them to me.