Today’s lesson deals with the rules of shopping.
A thirtysomething mother reached for an item on a Spokane store shelf, and her little girl, sitting in the push-cart, gravely shook her head and said “No, Mommy, it’s not on the list.”
“You mean I can’t get it if it’s not on the list?” asked the mother.
“No, Mommy,” said the dead-serious little girl.
The woman put the item back. “You sound just like your father,” she said.
That’s not what she meant: “I was in a post office standing behind a lady with a package,” faxed Loon Lake’s Ed Stack. “The postal worker put it on the scale and said ‘That will be $14 or $14.07.’
“‘What’s the difference?’ asked the woman.
“‘Seven cents,’ answered the postal worker.”
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Unsolicited advice: Oldies stations should play the Four Tops’ “I Can’t Help Myself” more often.
Kristy L. Bennett’s skunk story: “Thirty years ago, while growing up in Greenacres, we had a young neighbor girl named Nancy. She had a very tame skunk that she carried everywhere. One day another neighbor (Mr. Jared) spotted Nancy’s skunk out behind his house. Being the kindly neighbor that he was, he scooped up the skunk and headed for Nancy’s house. All hell broke loose when Nancy answered the door…holding her skunk!”
She wants to hear other readers’ stories: Chris Jones still cracks up when she remembers how a college friend thought that old Steve Miller song lyric, “Big old jet airliner…,” was “Big old Jeb left the light on.”
Today’s Slice question: What’s the tackiest Inland Northwest souvenir you’ve ever seen?
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