So this past Saturday Cynthia and I decided to order a pizza from Roma's Express just down the street from us, since we were busy unpacking and organizing and figured it'd be easy. We headed down there about 15 minutes after calling, and had to wait about 5 at the counter, because there was only one person working, and there were people ahead of us. When she finally got to us, we learned that she hadn't finished making it, so we said we'd be right back. We went across the street to this hole-in-the-wall convenience store so Cynthia could get a lighter. While there, we also found some shoe laces for my Doc's. We went up to pay, and the total came to $2.07, so I pulled out my debit card because I don't carry cash. The woman said she was sorry, but they only allow the use of credit cards on purchases of $5 or more. I turned to Cynthia and asked her what else we needed. She said, "How about some beer? It'd be good with the pizza." I went and picked out a 6-pack of Bud Light and went up to pay. When we got there, there was a woman ahead of us paying for her purchase. I didn't pay attention to what she was buying, but Cynthia did. After the woman left, and I was being rung up, Cynthia whispered to me, "why would a woman need to by four douches?" I asked if that's what she was getting. She said, "Yes, Sweet Love brand douches." I then noticed that the woman was still in the store, and was standing next to this guy who was buying an Oriental Rug (it's that kind of convenience store). This left us wondering: What kind of night was in store for the couple?
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