Birthday Cards

Yesterday during lunch I look a trip to one of my very favorite stores: Target. I had a gift card to spend and needed to pick up a few odds and ends. Included in that were 2 birthday cards for 2 girlfriends of mine. Now, picking the perfect birthday card is an art form. I have to read through dozens till I find the perfect joke, the right illustrations and overall feel. Apparently, I was in a certain mood yesterday as both of the cards I picked out had sex jokes. Very tame and not at all crude sex jokes, mind you. Typical girl friend type stuff. In fact, both cards had 2 ladies on the front. Anyway, I had the 2 cards in my hand as I was walking around the store and realized that maybe I should be a bit more discreet about my cards since one of them did have the word "SEX" in bold, capital letters on the front. So, I positioned them under another item, out of sight. I laid them on the check out counter in the same fashion, but didn't really think much about it as I was sure the clerk had much better things to do than care about my birthday cards. But of course, I pick the one checker that feels the need to read each and every word on my cards before scanning them. I felt a bit violated. Those are MY cards, if you feel the need to read greeting cards, take your break in the card section and don't nose through my stuff! At this point a few other people were behind me in line so they could hear the checker proclaim, "Those are nasty" before putting them in my bag. I was angry. They were not nasty, nor were they any of his business in the first place. So I snapped back sternly, "No, they're funny" and threw him a dirty look. I was judged. Judged at a Target. For buying birthday cards. Stupid clerk.