A tall, dark indian man came into the store late today with his pretty, young girlfriend.
"Do you have anything like weegie boards?" he asked me.
"Sorry we don't."
He looked so dreadfully disappointed. Both of them just stood there for a second and then walked out. Idiot. What was that guy thinking? Either it was "I will communicate with my dead grandmother and my hot new girlfriend will be so impressed that she'll definitely let me bang her" or "I'll pretend I'm commnicating with my dead grandmother and the message from the grave will tell her to let me bang her."
I could see it in his eyes.