Only would happen to me.

For fun, let's reiterate two of the funnest stories I've had told to me while checking people out at my retail jobs:

At the grocery store I worked at in high school I asked a woman how she was doing today (standard, as you know), and the response I got was, "Oh, terrible. Just terrible. Our house burnt down last week and we're staying with friends. We lost everything. The only things I have that belong to me are in my car..." Yeah, you want to know what I was doing I as I heard this?? - loading her car. I could not help but check out her digs, and let me tell you, sparse. Verrrrry sparse. Like three shoes. Not pairs, shoes. (Scarred into my mind.) Try to say something comforting to a day like that...

The latest addition: I was at work tonight at Hallmark (you will see this is important), and this man came up that's a pretty regular customer. He would come in all the time when I worked there before (2 years ago) and buy a lot of sappy cards for his girlfriend. I kind of knew she was chronically ill, so when he said he was getting three cards for her this year, I asked how she was doing. :'( Saddest response ever: "Not good, not good at all actually." Okay, so I can't remember verbatim what happened after that, but the sum of the story was that she can only eat organic foods because her body can't process most chemicals. Welllll over the summer she was at a cookout, ate a friggin hot dog, and now she's on her death bed. Yup, a hot dog. We all knew they were probably deadly. Well, it only gets worse. They already had a few surgeries scheduled for her after Christmas to deal with the chronic illness present prior to deadly weiner, now they don't know if she'll make it to the dates, let alone survive them. Also, sadder yet, they had just discussed marriage for the first time over the summer, because her health was turning around. :''( Yeah, they are/were going to get married in Ireland next year. But, obviously it's not looking good for that plan. So, this is where he starts crying. Granted, this guy is probably the most sensitive guy in the world on a normal day, but now this?? This guy has either found the true love of his life, or is seriously a glutton for punishment. Oh, forgot to mention - SHE LIVES IN CANADA. Yeah, and that's right, he lives in Columbus. This is the only customer I've ever dreamt of hugging. After all of my little stunts, I kind of think looking him sending him a Christmas card can only help our cases at this point.

I'm going to go watch The friggin Notebook now and cry myself to sleep.