I went to Target the other night for a sampling of newborn diapers. Generally, I feel kind of sad and guilty when I'm in line at Target because our lousy economy and socio-economic system mean that lots of smart, capable people are stuck working as cashiers. This seems like the kind of job that only teenagers and the really stoned or not-too-bright should have to do.
But I tend to think this particular cashier was not terribly overqualified for the position. She gave me a big, empty smile and yelled "When are you due?" Then she told me that her sister just gave birth to the family's first baby.
"Well, real baby," she clarified. "There were two other babies. But this is the first boy."
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