So, the other day I finished my time at the book store and drove over to the pet store across the highway. I needed to get crickets for the lizards. I was tired and I was hot and this stopping for crickets was one of those pain in the patootey necessities.
Usually the wait at the pet store is irritatingly long. But that day, the young guy who was manning the crickets station was right there.
"Can I help you?"
"Yes I need crickets."
"Yes ma'am. Large or small?"
"What are you feeding?"
I am always asked this at the pet store and I usually say I am making a new, exotic recipe for my family, just to see some jaws drop. But this time, I was too tired to joke around.
"I'm feeding two large bearded dragon lizards."
"How many do you want?"
I just want to get home, kid!!! Gimme my crickets!!
"Do you want them individually bagged?"
Now I looked at this baby faced young guy to see if he was kidding. His face just dripped of sincerity.
I threw back my head and laughed out loud. I guffawed, slapped my legs, shook my head and wiped the tears from my eyes. All the while the poor kid, now red in the face, just stared at me. I think if there had been a hole in the floor, he would have crawled into it. I was, all at once, filled with sympathy. Oh I wish I hadn't laughed.
"A hundred crickets individually bagged is a hundred bags. Honey, I do not have that much room in the backseat of my car."
Here is a short video that shows what the bag looks like after its been filled with air and crickets:
Now imagine a hundred of those.
Anyway, this sweet sweet boy turned bright red.
"I'm sorry I laughed but that was absolutely adorable."
He smiled at me.
"Well, do you want a few in each bag?"
"No. You can put them all in one bag."
Which he did. And off I went, giggling all the way home.
Week Three Summary
3 years ago