Saturday, July 01, 2006

The day that I didn't buy a red yarmulke

This post is a little late in coming, but it recounts a funny event so, better late than never.

Setting: Easton Mall in Columbus, Ohio. An upscale mall that David was to drive several teenage girls to.

David enters stage right and addresses an employee of Build-a-bear who is standing in the doorway between the store and the mall.

David: Ok, I have two questions for you.

Employee: Go ahead.

David: Number 1, Can I just buy a bear or do I have to actually go around and put the stuffing in it and breath life into it or whatever?

Employee: Oh yeah, sure

David: Number 2, Do you sell any outfits for the bears that would make them look like priests?

Employee: (Thinks for about 3 seconds) Well, we have yarmulkes.

David: Actually I was looking for something kind of like a black shirt with a little white tab right here (indicates the front of the neck).

Employee: (Thinking again . . . this time longer) Our yarmulkes only come in red.

David: Thank you, you have been very helpful.

1 comment:

WholesomeGoodness said...

This story has all the marks of an introduction to some great book. Get working on that, the hard part's already done for you.