I found my soul mate at target this morning. We both had to check out as there werent registers open. We both struggled with the checkout machines not working. He looked at me and I looked at him and I said, "this is bullshit." He looked at me and said, "I want to speak to a manager." I got my receipt and walked out as he started talking to the manager. I made a gun motion with my hand and mimed shooting myself in the temple as I walked out the doors with my cart. I will think about him fondly. I only ever dream of being bitchy enough to complain to a manager, he was my white knight that did it for me. If you know this unassuming looking blonde adonis in glasses that drives a blue truck, let him know the disheveled brunette also in glasses sans makeup and wearing mom jeans and sneakers would like to thank him.
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