What a coinkidink!

This could only happen in a small town! I just got an e-mail from a lady who read the Dash and she said..."I think that tall, young man who waited on you in Wal-mart was my grandson...he's just ornery enough to say something like that." ( That meaning my previous entry of course) She told me his name (to be known from now on as the infamous "C" in my blog) and sure enough...it was him! Hee hee hee... Now just to set things straight...the young man was very helpful...and not only in the battery department. Of course after the news flash about my 1/2 blonde 1/2 gray hair-do I instantly went to the hair care aisle and picked up my favorite medium ash blond hair color and then feeling a bit old and meloncholy I trotted off to the cheesecake section as fast as my rapidly aging bones could take me where I decided to drown my sorrows. I'm wondering C...are you working on commission?!I went in after A battery and came out with: 1. medium ash blonde hair dye 2. cheesecake 3. napkins 4. several other misc. items I don't care to remember so... Hey C...thanks! I mean...I'm short enough that I can't see my roots...so...really...thanks! I only hope next time I go to Wal-mart and you see me that you don't direct me to the "lard assed ladies wear section". hee hee