Good old sandwiches
On my way out of the grocery store today, I saw a guy rather half heartedly propping up a sandwich board, and kind of snickered to myself about the store’s feeble attempt at marketing. As I got closer, I saw that Liquidation World was closing and their flea-market type stock was on sale up to 90% off their already crap-tacularly low prices. What the hell.
I ended up dropping $12.62 in the store.* On my way out of the store, I saw sandwich board-dude again. And thought, “that poor schmuck probably doesn’t make $12 an hour.”
I mentally retracted my snicker.
*For those of you who must know, a new litterbox scoop, a treat for my at-home-sick better half, and a board game version of Banzai!).
In Peterborough there is a dancing clown outside of a flowershop during the hot summer months. I always hope that it’s not a minimum-wage teenager risking heat stroke! Then again, the dedication and enthusiasm for a job like that might mean it’s the owner?
PLACE… BETS…. NOW!
You totally have to arrange a Banzai night. That’s a board game I could get into.