Or something like that. Yesterday I caved to my soda craving and grabbed one on the way home from my workout. So there I was all sweaty in my bike shorts and tank - the owner rang me up and charged me the Thursday price (half off) instead.
And then tonight when Mr. O and I went out for his birthday treat (Happy Birthday, honey!) the guy behind the counter told me it would be no charge for my hot fudge.
A girl could get used to this. People are just so nice.
