My cashier at Barnes and Nobles forgot to zip his pants. His fly was wide open, red boxers on hilarious display, and by the time it was my turn to check out he had already obliviously exposed his crotch to at least 5 women, not to mention his female coworker. All of us noticed and stifled cruel smirks– especially his coworker who was uncontrollably doing double-takes. No one told him. He was young and mildly attractive so I suppose none of us wanted to spoil the show. I was the last of a long line, and when I got to his counter, (which was just below crotch-level) I found that I had an unblemished view. I had also just done some research about the prices of my books in line and found that they were far cheaper on amazon. So I explained to my cashier that I was having second thoughts and that I wanted to take a picture of my books on his counter to remind myself later. He seemed to think this was perfectly reasonable and stood there as I actually snapped pictures of his brightly-colored bulge. I’m sure that my camera angle looked suspicious, especially because I was probably smiling like a total b**** while taking the photos. His coworker was too– she covered her mouth and shot a knowing look my way. The poor guy was none the wiser, however, and we exchanged parting pleasantries as I took my leave. Overall, I’d say it was a productive lunch-break.
