I stopped into a local convenience store today to get an ice-cream cone. They were having a 2 for 1 special — buy one scoop, get another free. What the heck.
As the girl behind the counter bent over the ice-cream tubs, she started to cough. She turned her head away so that she coughed behind her, but still, I was a little nonplussed that someone serving me ice cream had just coughed in the vicinity of my scoops.
The girl looked up at me. “I’m sorry,” she said by way of apology. “I’m choking on my spit today.”
Oh. Thanks.
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