Paying Attention

When I go shopping, which is as rare as possible, I get totally focused.  The other day after work, I rode home, switched vehicles, and ran to Evilmart to pick up some household/outdoor necessities.  I was in the half-outdoor outdoor supply area, examining two of the same product to see if there were differences.  There had been an employee in there talking with his buddy when I walked in, but I wasn’t paying them any attention.  I finally decided which to get, put it in my cart, and turned to go.  Suddenly, the employee said, ‘What are you, deaf or something?”  

What do you do when you see somebody who is worthy of the People of Walmart Hall of Fame wearing an article of clothing you also own and love?

Whoops!

You know those socks from Bath and Body works with shea butter and such in them?  My feet were feeling dry, so I thought I'd wear them today.  The pair my friend got me are fuzzy, with the non-slip dots on the bottom, and green, blue, pink, white, and red stripes.  I think they're meant to be more slipper socks, but I figured inside my boots it wouldn't be any big deal.  Some of my coworkers were joking with me about Casual Friday.  I thought it was sarcastic joking, since I'd worn a button down and black pants even though jeans are allowed.  It wasn't until I was walking across the showroom and sneezed that I saw it.

Stumped (which I used as my entry in that contest)

After many years of encountering the same question, you’d think I would have found an answer.  Even if the question were, say, “what is the gravitational pull of a black hole?”, if I were asked it a few times each week by various people, I’d probably come up with the answer.  That way I could be prepared to answer it, since it established itself as a question I’d be asked regularly.  However, I am regularly asked a specific question, and have been for years, and I have yet to figure out an appropriate and accurate answer.  

The question is,