Yesterday, Jake and I went out to lunch and then I dragged him in TJ Maxx because it was right near the restaurant. I hadn't been in a while (ok, like a week) so I wanted to see if they had anything good. I found a few things and we headed to the register. We walk up to the open cashier and here's the conversation that ensued:
Cashier: Oh, hey girl!!
Me: oh, um, Hi. (trying to be nonchalant)
Cashier: How are you? Geez, you haven't been in here in a while...what has it been, like a week?
Me: Yeah, um, I guess
Cashier: And you brought your man!! (to Jake) You know, your girl is in here ALL time time...she's like one of our regular best customers. She's always buying tons of stuff.
Jake: oh, really? I had no idea...she must put away all the stuff she gets...
Me: (nervous laughter) I wouldn't say I buy a TON.
Cashier: Well I feel like I see you like every other day with carts full.
We finish and head out of the store. As we are getting in the car:
Jake: So are you on a first name basis with the employees at TJ Maxx? Do you need a 12 step program to cure your addiction?
Damn...totally busted. I guess after we get married and share bank accounts, I REALLY won't be able to hide it anymore!