Some of the most embarrassing moments with my son have taken place at cash registers. As if it isn’t bad enough to fork over $75 at Target when all you wanted was a roll of paper towels, try having your son tell the cashier that she looks like “kind of a girl” or that her big lips make her resemble a fish.
This would be why, a couple of weeks ago, my 12 year old daughter was a quick-thinker and pulled her little brother out of the grocery store line. I had no idea what she was doing, until I stopped removing items from my cart, looked at the cashier and noticed he was wearing an eye patch. Clearly, that guy was going to get called “a pirate”.
But, when we approached the register at the grocery store yesterday I didn’t see anything that might cause him to make a comment. I was proactive and chose a cashier who was nice looking, clean and without blemishes.
And, of course, it backfired.
My son spied the young, blond-haired girl scanning our items and said, “Ohhhh, you’re pretty!”
She smiled as he gave her his shy look and smiled back.
Then his shy look disappeared and his expression became one of excitement as he looked over her shoulder, pointed to a different cashier and said, “Wait. Actually, that girl over there is the pretty one!”