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My friend and I are in line, waiting to pay.
There is only one woman ahead of us.
She should be checked out in seconds.
Except she has a salesperson who wants to keep her there forever.
Do you have a charge card with us? Do you want to open one?
Do you have any letters that needs to be mailed?  Do you want this gift wrapped?
Do you have shoes to go with this? Do you have a matching purse?
Do you want to join our Exclusive Shopper’s Club?
It just takes a few minutes. Here is the application form.
You put your name on this line where it says line.
My friend and I glance at each other but dare not speak.

I am finally up to bat.
Do you have a shell to go under this?
Yes!
Do you want a …
No.
Do you …
No.
Do you have pants that.
Yes.
We are in a hurry I tell her.
We have to go.
Just tell me the amount.
If we sign you up for this coupon, after a million points though, you
can get twenty-nine cents off your next…
She looks up and sees my face
and does not continue.
My girlfriend has run away. I know why. She is going to laugh her head off.

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