Fun times at the Box Hardware Store...

My husband go on dates about once or twice a week. It's tradition. We've done it since before we had Little Monster. You think it's romantic? Maybe you should find out where we go first. We go to the Home Depot. Well, that's not fair. We used to rotate between Home Depot and Lowe's, but there isn't a Lowe's around here. We've continued that tradition, and now we just bring Little Monster along. There's always something good to be found at a big box store. My favorite thing? The teenagers who work there and have no clue what they are doing. They are my favorite, because they say the darndest things:

Me: We're looking for a wood dowel.
Teen1: A what?
Me: A WOOD DOWEL.
Teen1: A Doooowwww eellll?
Me: Yes. A Wood Dowel.
Teen1: A daaaaooooowwwwweeehhhhhhllll??
Me: A piece of wood shaped like a cylinder. You know, a dowel?
Teen1: You mean like a closet rod? Yes. Exactly. A closet rod. A wood Dowel.

Me: I bought 30 rolls of sod, so please be sure to get those too when you are ringing this up.
Teen2: Soooood?
Me: Yes. Sod, you know Grass.
Teen2: Blank stare with his mouth slightly open. Saaaaaahhhed?
Me: GRASS. GRASS. From the PALLET OUT FRONT.
Teen2: Hey, *other employee* She uh, bought some sahw'd?
Other employee: Use code ######.

Nice, huh? The romantic things we do together. They bring out the best in me.