Funny story from my Husband on the road last night....
My husband, Marty, is working in an undisclosed area of the United States this week, as he often travels, and had quite an enteraining encounter in the gas station...
He said that he had a few things to work on in the evening in his hotel room, so he stopped to get a little six pack of beer to accompany him. Now, we're trying to do the 'green thing' and he felt that it wasn't necessary for the clerk to put his six pack into a bag, since it has a handle.. Yet, the clerk Insisted! He was told that he could not carry a six pack of beer around if it was not disclosed in a paper or plastic bag.. Fine, he said, and took the bag.
He shrugged it off and turned around to leave when he noticed the nice young gentleman behind him was not wearing a shirt! In the store! With a confused look on his face we walked out of the store, to pass yet a second gentleman who was not wearing a shirt and entering the store!
Strange how you can't carry a six pack of beer 'naked' but you can buy it without a shirt on!
I love you hunny! Hang in there! Good thing we don't live in THAT state! (which shall remain nameless...)
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