A what!?I stopped for gas this morning on my way into work this morning and as I walked into the station to pay I was gifted with the following conversation:
boy: "ma'am? Can you pick me up a swisher? I forgot my ID." (Ma'am?!?!)
me: "a what?"
me: "huh? a what?"
boy: "a swisher" (By now I am sure he was sorry he picked me to ask)
me: "What's that?"
boy: "A blunt wrap" (This definition didn't help one little bit)
me: "uhh...no I'm not gonna do that."
I never had the nerve as a kid to ask someone to buy for me. I had friends that would do it of course but never managed it myself. I was taken by surprise though it was probably more so because he called me ma'am than by anything else. Then if that didn't make me feel old enough already I had to go on wikipedia and look up what the hell a swisher was....not even sure I got the blasted word right even. lol.
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