[Scrappy and I are looking at my phone and cooing over those ornaments I found on Etsy, when a bearish customer wanders in, towers over us, and points at a pup hood.]
Customer: “How much is that there dog mask?”
Me: “It’s $69.99.”
Customer: “I want my ex to buy it for me for Christmas. Can you write down the price, so I don’t forget?”
Customer: “I’m gonna wear it to the homeless shelter I work at.”
Scrappy: “But… but why?”
Customer: [shrug] “Just cuz.”
Scrappy was deeply concerned with how the homeless might react to a gargantuan, neoprene werewolf tearing through their safe space, and I can sympathize with that. On the other hand, our worry is probably unwarranted, since I suspect dude won’t be working there much longer.