Monday, July 03, 2006

Stifle, Edith! Stifle!!

Yesterday, I took a break from sewing, and went to see what sort of lace trims I could find at Wal-Mart (out here in the sticks, anything else is 40 mins away). On the way home, I stopped at WaWa for a hoagie. When I got in line to pay, I overheard the cashier saying "I really couldn't care less about the 4th of July!" I guess the WTF??? look prompted additional explanation.

Her: Well, I mean I like the BBQs and fireworks and all, but what are we supposed to be celebrating, anyway?
Me: Blank look.
Her: What is it, America's birthday or something?
Me: Uh-huh.
Her: Well, how old is America, anyway?
Me: 230 years.
Her: Yeah, really? But when are you counting from? I mean, how do you know that?
Me: Um, from the signing of the Declaration of Independence on July 4, 1776.
Her: Oh, yeah. I think I remember something about that.

3 comments:

Marcia said...

Oh wow. That's kind of sad. The Fourth of July has always been important to my family.

Anonymous said...

Maybe she was in the bathroom touching up her lip gloss during Social Studies that week...

Anonymous said...

I honestly don't know what to say to that. That's right up there with the Star Wars Mexican comment at work the other day.