When I was in high school (back in the early 90’s – geez that is depressing), I worked part-time at a local pharmacy.

As most teenagers are, I could be cheeky with the best of them.  Want to know my favorite kind of sale?  They always happened on weekends.

A guy would come in and buy condoms.  Sometimes I knew him and sometimes I didn’t.  It was always better if I did know him.  After I rang him up and bagged his “sale,” instead of saying “Thank you,” I would say, “Now you be sure to have a good weekend.”

More often than not, I received a blush in return.  It is a wonder that none of the customers reported me to the boss.   I guess they were too embarrassed.

I just thought about this today.  I haven’t thought about it in years.  It made me giggle, but at the same time – I can’t believe I did that!

Damn cheeky teenagers!