why can I never get away
From Target’s “Morning Huddle”?
It seems my yet-to-be caffeinated, cranky morning self is always forced to duck under this red Chuppah of employees cheering and clapping because store #345 had 10% less go backs this month.
A word of advice: when the Chuppah disbands — go far, far away. Otherwise you’ll be dodging a Blitzkrieg of “may I help yous” whether you are in the tampon aisle or not.
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