Oh, Brother

This evening my boyfriend and I went out to do our standard monthly household shopping, where we purchase all the crap we’re running out of. The check-out clerk was a young man about three inches shorter than me. “Big evening planned?” he asked as he scanned our fabric softener and toothpaste.

“Not really,” I said, but in a nice way. “Just hoping to relax a little.”

“Aww, come on!” he said. He looked up at my boyfriend. “You gotta be more romantic than that!”

I smiled wanly and put my debit card away.

“Aww, you guys!” he said.

“What do you want?  It’s Thanksgiving week, not Valentine’s day,” my boyfriend said.

“Yeah, okay,” the guy said. We fled.

I wish I had told the guy my boyfriend was my brother. That would have been hilarious.


4 Responses to “Oh, Brother”

  1. Zogar Says:

    Nothing says “I love you” like… fabric softener and toothpaste.

  2. 7 Says:

    That is one very creative young man if he constructs “big night” out of various household supplies.

    Also, there is a very chatty young man working checkout at the Safeway where I shop. I am picturing him in your story.

  3. Melissa Says:

    I bought a lot of oral hygiene things. I got some tooth flossers and we both got an electric toothbrush. Maybe he thought we were going to play dentist.

  4. 7 Says:

    Well, I don’t know about you, but I know I’m sometimes given to making bedroom eyes at a shapely Colgate Motion toothbrush.

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