This is the first of our Funny Family Folktales. This is Grandpa's story.
One summer in 1946, when I was 17, I ran an ice cream counter in the drug store on Main Street and First North in Logan, Utah. One warm summer day, a little girl that looked to be about 5 years old came in the store. Before she came in, I saw her talking to her mother for a minute, apparently receiving some kind of directions.
The little girl came to my counter and ordered a couple of ice cream cones and handed me a dollar bill. After her order, she said, "I want some change."
"What kind of change do you want?" I teased, thinking that the question might stump her.
To my surprise, she rolled her eyes while glancing out the front window toward her mother, and said, "Well, " with her hands on her hips, "if you're stupid, you're not suppose to work here!"
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4 comments:
Wow! That's pretty embarrassing to have a little girl call you stupid! Yikes.
That is so incredibly cute!
That's so cute!
My dad tells the story so much better! I wanted to elaborate, but it stands on it's own. Thanks for commenting.
Shellie, your blog is hysterical. I've been over there reading while you were commenting on mine. Thanks for visiting.
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