the No,No Evolution

Posted on February 10, 2011

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5 minuets until closing time on a Friday night.  Conversation between me and fellow manager ensues:

*Names have been changed to protect identities.

Verde: “No, No is here”

Me: “Ugh, really? I thought we’d be out on time tonight”

Verde: ” I know”

We watch as No, No casually browses shoes, sees a pair she likes and bends over to try them on.

Me: “Whoa dude!, check out that muffin its Costco size! How the hell did she even get into those jeans?!”

Verde:  “It looks more like a biscuit, doughy you know? Like the kind that come in the cardboard can”

Me: “OMG YES! You peel of the strip and smack it on the edge of the counter top to get them open!”

Verde: “Yeah,  GRANDS!”

Me: “…yeah…that sounds good right now. What’d you have for lunch?”

2 Nights later

Verde: ” Grands is here”

Me: “Ugh, really? I thought we’d be out on time tonight.”