When we finally got to the checkout, it became clear we were behind a crazy coupon lady. Most of her coupons worked, but not one. Now I normally don't pay that much attention, but this crusty was throwing a major fit over a coupon.
I heard the cashier say, "It's way past expired," and "You don't have the right item for the coupon anyways," and "This isn't even from our store."
So yeah, the lady was throwing a fit over a coupon that was 4 years expired, for an item that she didn't even have, from a store that she wasn't even in.
Cashier called the manager to "See if something can be done," and the lady was still throwing a fit.
Baby and I are waiting fairly patiently, watching this crazy woman. About 5 minutes into it, my baby lets go of my finger, takes three steps up to the lady. And here, dressed in her pink winter coat, with a pink polka dot hat, and pink princess boots, with a finger pointed at the lady, she says in the loudest voice her little body can muster, "No no! No cookie for you!" Then waddles back to me, takes my finger again, and looks at the lady with "that look."
It's taking all my self control not to bust out laughing, and I can see that the cashier is battling with it too. The crusty stares at my baby for 15 full seconds with the look of shock on her face before she rushes out of the store without her items.
The cashier told me I had the coolest baby around and the baby walked out with a free sticker from the cashier. (Which she promptly plastered to my face once I tried buckling her into her car seat.)
Made my day... and probably the cashier's too. Gotta love my (almost! ah!) two year old.