“Ooh, you lucky duck, you. Wish I had the bank on my to-do list”

I

met my friend Lisa in the cereal aisle. I was busy with my usual inner debate: Will the family know if I purchase the generic brand of Life? Eventually I won’t be able to pull the wool over their innocent eyes. But for now, if I still could, well, I still would.

I tossed the box of generic cereal into my cart and turned to greet Lisa.

I was busy, but not too busy to chap a schmooze.

“Hey, Peshie, guess where I’m heading after this grocery run?”

“Someplace good?”

“Someplace really good.”

“Ooh, the dollar store?”

“Nope, better.”

“Where? Just tell me, Lisa.”

“Fine. My next errand is... drumroll please… the bank!”

“Ooh, you lucky duck, you. Wish I had the bank on my to-do list. All I’ve got is the uniform store and getting my flu shot. Bo-ring.”