It seemed like half of Buffalo was out and about with us today as we ran the (fingers crossed) last of our holiday errands. Everyone was in pretty good humor, though, especially with both a football game and Christmas so near at hand.
Since we were at Wegmans, we decided to grab a quick lunch, and as I sat down with my tomato bread and Topo Chico, I found that the top on my soda was not twist-off. I returned to the self-checkout and approached the young woman leaning against the workstation, ready to help."Do you have a bottle opener?" I asked, waving my drink.
She nodded, turned toward a mesh pencil holder on the counter, and fished through it. In a moment, she triumphantly produced a small opener.
"I guess I didn't think it through," I laughed and handed her my bottle.
Her eyes grew wide. "I've never used one of these before!" she confessed.
"Oh!" I replied, charmed by her honesty. "It's easy! You can definitely do it."
"Just don't make fun of me," she said, only half joking.
"I'm actually kind of excited to be present for the big occasion!" I added.
Then she took a breath and hesitantly placed the fulcrum of the opener below the pleated lip of the cap. Then she flipped her wrist and leveraged that sucker right off.
"I knew you could do it!" I cheered as she handed me the bottle. "Thank you."
She smiled.
"Did you get it open?" Heidi asked when I returned to the table.
"Yep!" I answered. "And? Not only did I get my drink, but I also got a topic for my blog."
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