The other day, my cashier was telling me about her walk over to the restaurant.

Cashier: “I was walking over here, and this guy pulls up to me with his car.”

Me: “Oh ok.”

Cashier: “Then he gives me a rose and tells me how pretty I am.”

Me: “That’s sweet, was the guy cute?”

Cashier: “I was so scared, Gavin!!  I didn’t even have my “shanker” (knife) on me.”

Me: “What?!  Was he say something weird or look super creepy?”

Cashier: “No, but it was scary!  He pulled over with his car and gave me a rose!!”

Me: “So, a guy gives you a rose in the daytime and you want to stab him?”  @.@