"Your cashier today is: Mikaila, reads my receipt. "I know," I tell the
receipt, "I saw her." The receipt, of course, doesn't reply. It is just a
piece of paper, after all. And yet, I continue: "Receipt," I say, "I know
she doesn't drink coffee, but I wonder how she feels about wine."
Naturally, the receipt continues it's stubborn silence... Maybe a glass of
wine, or tea, sometime? Rckwd1230@yahoo.com