OK, so yesterday, I went to Lowe's hardware store for a couple of things for a venting system I am building.
I swear the entire thing was directed by David Lynch and I just didn't know where the cameras are.
I went in, found what I was looking for and made my way up to the front.
I still get some odd looks in the new area I live in, but you know, whatever.
Made it to the checkout and got in line.
The cashier was a really awesome little lady who might remind one of The Man From Another Place (Twin peaks).
Only she was smaller, and twisted and gnarled like a beautiful tree.
She works the register there a lot and I have seen her several times before.
She was ringing up an old hippie couple who were clad head to toe in faded denim and american flag print + red, white and blue accessories. They were having this truly bizarre in depth conversation about venus fly traps, and how exactly the flies were killed and dissolved.
This went on for a VERY AWKWARDLY LONG TIME. And the conversation was like they were truly talking of the most mystic, ancient and serious concepts in All Of Creation.
Around that time, another dude came and opened the next register and said he could help me there.
He was like a strange deep south accent gay cowboy.
So it was getting more surreal by the moment.
It took him about 3 minutes to log into the register because he just kept doing it over and over.
THEN, he got involved in the venus fly trap conversation! And he started making phone calls about it!
So I am just sort of standing there, thrilled to my marrow about how delightfully bizarre all this is, and finally the dude hangs up the phone and proudly and loudly announces that "STEVE WILL BE HERE IN A FEW MINUTES AND HE IS BRINGING A VENUS FLY TRAP!"
I didn't know it I should laugh or weep at this point.
He finally got me all checked out and i paid for my 6x6x6 vent splitter (I shit you not) and left with a huge grin on my face.