The first time it happened, I was staring at the raw shrimp on sale for $7.99 a pound. Just a few minutes later, it happened again. This time I was handling lemons in the produce department, looking for a slightly tender, juicy one.
“How are you doing today?” the produce guy asks.
“Fine, thanks.” I respond.
“You don’t sound too convincing,” the produce guy continues. “Are you sure you’re doing okay?”
Well, actually I’m not.
But does the produce guy really need to know that? Seriously. Does he moonlight as a therapist, drumming up business all day long in the produce department at the Jewel?
What do you say to this?