So, Riley and I went to Lowes Saturday afternoon to buy paint for the nursery. While in line waiting for someone to take our order a lady about 15 ft away was mumbling to herself about thinking she lost her credit card.
About 2 seconds later she starts ranting and raving about “Rochester people” and how “Rochester people” are so rude and never help. She then practically drags the poor girl behind the paint counter from her job and demands that she help her search for her credit card.
{my mouth might have been wide open at this time}
Huffing and puffing, 2 minutes later, no card to be found. She then says, “I JUST KNOW someone stole my credit card… that’s what people do in Rochester, not where I’m from”…
2 seconds later someone points out to her that her credit card is stuck under her ARM PIT!
{i might have laughed out loud at this point}
Stuck up has dual meaning in this story…
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