Things that make me giggle recently...

One:  Followed a car from St. Paul, along 94, onto 35W.  The driver has her hazard lights on, but I couldn't quite figure out why.  She was going at least the speed limit, generally a bit faster, zipping in and out around traffic.  At one point along 35, I pass her; her front end it completely smashed in, she's talking on her cell phone, and drinking a beverage as she continues to weave thru traffic.  The irony of her hazard lights, her smashed front end, and her total disregard for concentration while driving was delicious.

Two:  Customers generally either drive us retail people crazy, towards the poking out of our own eyeballs, or we choose to laugh instead and keep both our eyes and our sanity.  Sunday I attempted to help a woman find jeans.  And yes, this is often times an impossible feat in that jeans rank with swimsuits and bras in frustration levels for women.  This gal was pretty funny.  She wanted wide-leg jeans, okay, no problem.  Pointed her towards a couple of options explaining the differences in fits, and stating though none of them were called "wide-legs," several of them were wide-legs.  So you don't have any wide-leg jeans?  Yes, we do, these are some of your options.  Okay, but you don't have any wide-leg jeans?  We don't have any explicitly called wide-leg, but yes, these will fit like wide-legs.  Where are your wide-leg jeans?  Well, these are a few that might work, reiterate differences in fits, can I help you find your size?  But these aren't wide-legs?  They are not called "wide-legs," but they fit like wide-legs.  But you don't have any wide-leg jeans?  Ad nauseam...  Yeah, better to giggle than poke my eyes out...

Three:  Also while driving, got off 62 to head to work.  Right as I crossed the highway along Xerxes, approaching the businesses and houses before the intersection with York and 66th, two teens stood by the side of the road holding a hand-written sign stating "slow down, speed trap ahead."  And sure enough, not a block further, a cop stood by her squad car, speed measurer thing in hand, aiming to nail whoever did not heed the warning of the teens.  Seems to me like the youngsters might've been nabbed, and in their bitterness towards the injustice of the speed trap, thought to thwart the copper's plan with a little warning to oncoming motorists.